Michael Malarkey - Scars

At a second chance
Do you want me groveling and sober
A brilliant wreckage
Or three sheets to the wind
Three pages of you
But I've misplaced the truth?
Am I too good to be gone?
Beginning the ending for too long
Have we gone too far?
Have we lost our minds?
Imitating the seasons
And we fall behind
Have we gone too far?
Have we lost our minds?
Imitating the seasons
And we fall behind
So come on, come on, come on
Am I too good to be gone?
Beginning the ending for too long
Have we gone too far?
Have we lost our minds?