Saw you last nightВ 
you were sleeping in my mindВ 
Doubting you'll ever be free againВ 
Then I climbed back insideВ 
Someone open my eyesВ 
To find me drunk againВ 
Bonnie on the radioВ 
And she was singing low "Give it up or let me go"В 
Every night there is one moreВ 
Every night there is two moreВ 
Saying I shouldn't be feeling this painВ 
I think I better grow up now or go insaneВ 

There's so much I feelВ 
So much I concealВ 
There's just so many things I can beВ 

Someone write the story of 5 pointsВ 
No one wanted to know meВ 
Now they all have opinions of what we doВ 
So they go down to Bar None so we can have a drink or twoВ 
Can't write a story from the treesВ 
I know somewhere she's watching meВ 
Saying "Boy carry your load"В 
Oh I don't want to go back on the road nowВ 

There's so much I feelВ 
So much I concealВ 
There's just so many places to seeВ 
And faces I can readВ 
There's just so many things I can beВ