Sometimes

I feel the icy wind is calling to me
And I confide in her my deepest darkest secrets
I feel the guilt but you’re conflicted
You need your medicine but you won’t drink it
Sometimes it’s not alright
Sometimes you gotta fight
Sometimes you gotta try
Sometimes you start a riot
I drive my car into a lake
I looked it up and down but it assured me it was quite ok
Why do your words have such a sinking feeling?
I’ve shouldered too much of the blame but you have got me thinking
Sometimes it’s not alright
Sometimes you gotta fight
Sometimes you gotta try
Sometimes you start a riot
Things have gone wrong before
How did you stomach it then?
So it seems you showed me the door
But I think you’ll see this again
Sometimes it’s not alright
Sometimes you gotta fight
Sometimes it keeps you up at night
Sometimes you start a riot