Button my vest up
My heart on my sleeve I got dressed up
I can't impede this the rest of my life
Diamonds are made from pressure
Pictures on my dresser
Remindin me who I used to be
Layovers got me sleepin in quarter to three
We come back with stories to tell from what we see
Ain't no glory in hell enjoy it before we leave
I got no days off
That means no weekends
My friends prolly think I fell of the deep end
I never see them
Im too busy makin' this a real reason of why we ain't speakin'
I wasn't there for the treatment
Or the aborting, stuck in here recordin'
Dreamin of the things we want but ain't affordin'
I'm prayin' for my reign while they're prayin' for my autumn (I don't know)

I can't get caught
[In those headlights]
In those headlights cause I know this road is too far along
[In those headlights]
My heart on my sleeve and I pray it dont turn to stone
[In those headlights]
Turn the headlights off and on
Turn the headlights off and on
[The road is too long, too long, for these headlights]