Same Old Pattern Lyrics

Making my way back home again, after a night I will forget

I can see the pale blue moon, the only eyes I will remember

The wind is blowing through the trees, making a sound only I can see

My thoughts are running, it's far to go

I'll just look down, I'll take it slow

Fumble my keys in the door

Shoes and socks kicked by the table

Throw my shirt on the floor

The couch is now my coffin as I

I kill myself in every way, for the stupid things that I do and say

Sleep will take me with familiar claws

We'll never know what's behind her doors

And I'm starting to see that same old pattern creeping

And I'm starting to think that for one night only we'll win

And I'm starting to see that same old pattern creeping

And I'm starting to think that for one night only we'll win

Making my way back home again, after a night I will forget