Four white walls

Four white walls, closing in around me.
This is a curtain call. Now I am nothing.
This is not my fault, the world is out to get me.
This is a curtain call. Now I am nothing.

I used to be everything you wanted me to be.
Now my life isn’t right, all this darkness without a light.
But I’m alive, I’m alive. I gave up and still survived.
But my life, now my life just isn’t right.

You used to tell me I would feel as good as dead.
I took these pills so I could heal this broken head.
These four white walls are closing in around me.
This is a curtain call. Now I am nothing.

The worst in me is all I see.
I blame the world for everything.
Now my life is upside down, as
I stagger through this one star town.
I’m looking for so much more.
The walls are closing, but where’s the door.
I found the ceiling, but where’s the floor.
One more shift at a convenience store.
The walls are closing, but where’s the door.