If I had a dime
For every addict like me who died
Behind the same line
“Just one more time”
My name might be justified

But I start to cry
On the side of the highway
When it’s my Tom they find

And it’s cold in my shoes
Might be my turn to lose
And it’s my right to choose
Can’t step over, I must walk through

I don’t know if you’ll make it out
But I’ll come through
I just don’t want to miss you

Cause I’m just trying to find the words
To ease the symptoms of the pain
But you’re the key, and you’re the cage
The operator
And your worst cell mate

And I’m not a fan
Of the voice that says things
That it don’t understand
But it talks all the same
As it passes the blame
Like it’s off somewhere else
And it’s all just one big cry for help