I f*cked up I know
Blame my blues on the snow
Close my eyes don't watch the road
Drive far with no intent to go
You were holding on as I was letting go
Clthough I held onto a different rope
Now I'm spiraling down the same damn slope
I met my match when I met the road
I know you haven't been alright
I apologize cause sometimes it's hard to see from the inside
These laws that seem to attract
Have made their way back to me
Now it's my turn to face these facts
Now it's my turn
Yeah, it's my turn, it's my turn
Yeah, yeah, oh
You were holding on as I was letting go
Clthough I held onto a different rope
Now I'm spiraling down the same damn slope
I met my match when I met the road