I used to think it was the world that kept breaking
Now I see my fingerprints on every broken piece
I've been here before, yeah
Same room, a different door, yeah
My hands always reaching for matches
Before I even know what I'm burning
One bad night becomes a bad week
Becomes a bad month
Becomes my whole damn life on a loop
And I can't find the first domino anymore
I see the patterns, I can't break them
Can't shake them, I'm washed up on a lonely shore
I'm burned out, I'm no one anymore
Except these patterns, patterns, patterns
That I can't break
They make and unmake me
I've worn so many masks
That I forgot which face was mine
My highlight reels were fake, yeah
Same story, different face, yeah
The one that makes you stay
Just wonder when you'll walk away
One bad night becomes a bad week
Becomes a bad month
Becomes my whole damn life on a loop
And I can't find the first domino anymore
I see the patterns, I can't break them
Can't shake them, I'm washed up on a lonely shore
I'm burned out, I'm no one anymore
Except these patterns, patterns, patterns
That I can't break
They make and unmake me
When something good lands in my hands
I squeeze until I break it
Keep planting in poison soil, yeah
Same rotten roots, same sad truths, yeah
The worst thing anyone ever did to me
Well, I did it to myself first
One crack becomes a fault line
Becomes an earthquake
Becomes my apoca-life on repeat
These patterns make and unmake me
Make me