Sometimes we just want to Escape

I watched in terror as she walked the streets
She screamed out loud the most awful things
Her boyfriend with her, tried to calm her down
He said; “Babe your drunk, try to settle down.”

I’m not saying that this guy was bad,
but he ignored all the pleas she had
“Give me my license and my telephone.
I just want to go home, I just want to get out of here”

Chorus:
Sometimes we just want to escape
To drink the alcohol and forget all the pain
Or we start new relationships
Avoid the messes and start fake clean slates

But that is not how it works (oh no)
That whole cycle never ends

I watched as the boyfriend got down on his knees
It was not a prayer, but a pitiful plea
He said “Babe I love you but you’re embarrassing me
So shut your mouth …or I’m going to leave.”

I don’t know how that story ends
But I predict a repeated sequence of events
I’m in awe of her drunken honesty
She just wants to go home. She just wants to get out of here…

Chorus 2:
Sometimes we blindly try to evade
ourselves from seeing the chaos we’ve made
Closing our eyes, we dance on our own graves
Pretending, lying that this time it’s changed

That whole cycle never ends… (oh, no)
It goes on and on my friends...