My Bipolar Self

How I Felt an Hour Ago:

Yeah running down a dream
That never would come to me
Working on a mystery
Going wherever it leads
Running down a dream

I rolled on as the sky grew dark
I put the pedal down to make some time
There's something good waiting down this road
I'm picking up whatever is mine

How I Feel Now:

Well I don’t know what I’ve been told
You never slow down, you never grow old
I’m tired of screwing up,
I’m tired of goin’ down
I’m tired of myself,
I’m tired of this town
Oh my my, oh hell yes
Honey put on that party dress
Buy me a drink, sing me a song,
Take me as I come ’cause I can’t stay long