Another lonely mile off the ground

Headed to a broke-back, fearing town

I'm on the fence against myself

Think it's time to look around

And I'm tired of looking down

I'm out of things I need to say, and I'm tired of looking

Crazy, lazy, maybe there's a place for me somewhere

Always fighting myself on the ground and in the air

She don't seem to worry 'bout the

same things that bring me down

Oh, the sound

Of the traffic in my head

the lights are yellow, then they're red

Can't get myself out of this bed

And I'm so tired of looking down

An empty notebook in my hands

The longer I'm here, the less I understand

Is everyone crazy? Look around

Don't wanna be earthbound

But I'm tired of looking down

I'm out of things I wanna do, and I'm tired of being

Crazy, lazy, maybe there's a place for me somewhere

Always fighting myself on the ground and in the air

She don't seem to worry 'bout the

same things that bring me down

Oh, the sound

Of the traffic in my head

the lights are yellow, then they're red

Can't get myself out of this bed

And I'm so tired of looking down

She says there's a place for me where no one else can go

Underneath her wings, when I am high and when I'm low

I don't really worry how this ends when we're alone

Crazy, lazy, maybe there's a place for me somewhere

Always fighting myself on the ground and in the air

She don't seem to worry 'bout the

same things that bring me down

Oh, the sound

Of the traffic in my head

the lights are yellow, then they're red

Can't get myself out of this bed

And I'm so tired of looking down

I'm tired of looking down

Tired of looking down