I'm breaking promises and breaking you apart   while this constant battle rages in my mind.   Over which path to take   How much of this is fate   and how much is just a waste of time      Because I don't know just what I need   Stuck somewhere in the in-between   3 in the morning and I wish that I could sleep.   But I'm wide awake.      Medicine bottle's laying empty on the floor   But I still can't make these headaches go away   More of a bastard than I've ever been before   I'd be better off just bashing in my brains.      All this feels like it's some other life   Doesn't it seem way too dark tonight      Because I don't know just what I need   Stuck somewhere in the in-between   3 in the morning and I'm writing this all down   And I hope it makes it easier somehow.