Cognitive Dissonance Video (MV)

She dips her head and pulls out a cigarette
Pushes it to her lips and then puts it back instead
And she thinks of all things she might have done
To be something better than what she has become

And if i knew, and if i knew
I'd tell you, I'd tell you
But i think, but i think
We'll just drink, we'll just drink

She grips a feeling that is vague and far away
Her beer gets flat as she thinks of what to say
And i watched her lips as she fumbled for the words
And they cracked like pavement once they emerged
And she said

I'm slippin, i'm slippin
I've got no grip, i've got no grip
These anxieties, they got a hold of me
And i've been fighting, but i'm so tired of fighting

And if i knew, and if i knew
I'd tell you, I'd tell you
But i think, but i think
We'll just drink, we'll just drink