The Wind Up

I had a dream where you didn't recognize me

And it didn't really hurt

Every time I think things are getting better

They always take a turn

I'd like to start over

I miss when things would be okay in the morning

I know this trope is becoming old

But we're all still ridden with anxiety

So close to becoming a statistic

We'd be better off without you

So close to becoming a statistic

We'd be better off without you

I had it all

All figured out

Beyond a doubt

I thought I loved this life

Now I've seen it all

And I've got my doubts

I've given all I've got

What if that's not enough