Where's My Lighter?

I'm nothing special and I pay my taxes
And try to get by with recycled relapses
The things that we crave have the prettiest names
And leave us in ruins to rebuild the hate

I think it's time for a little compassion
When shit hits the fan, I'm the only one laughing
Cut up your courage and fill up your insides
I'll start my engines when you leave the drag lines

(Chorus)
I'm stuck in reverie
Seven seconds, then I'm back to me
It only hurts now, the only cure in town
I make the plays but never the team

I'm a cardboard cutout of my former fashion
All of my words proceed paper-thin actions
Don't mind me I'm thinking, I'm thoughtless
I live in a mirror and hope that I'm not this gone

(Chorus)

Pour truth in the fact we dilute our own actions
By calling the shots by the ounce over rocks
And we just shoot the breeze to catch wind of our needs
I've got a foot on thin ice and one on a headstone for me

I'll put down these glasses when I find the past again

(Chorus)

Come back to this hopeless romantic
This boy in the attic is going nowhere
I'm messed up, looking for justice
Suppressed in a substance, and I'm going nowhere