Why Do I

Only took me twenty years to realize
Everything takes practice
The only thing that I've perfected are my vices
And my bad habits
I was sure I would've figured out
A little more about life by now
But I still don't know if I'm chasing the right white rabbit
Truth is I've always known
What's good for me, I pretend that I don't

Why do I, why do I, why do I do that
Why do I, why do I, why do I do that
Why do I believe all my little lies
Why am I always running from the fight
Why do I, why do I, why do I do that

Always let the gas light come on
Before I start looking for a station
Always end up hitting the alarm
Just enough to barley make it
I was sure I would've figured out
How to get to where I'm going by now
Thought I knew how lucky I was
But here I am complaining

Why do I, why do I, why do I do that
Why do I, why do I, why do I do that
Why do I let my mind take me straight to the worst case
Why do I, why do I, why do I do that

See the sink fill it up, put another dish on top
I see where I should cut it off, but I keep dragging it along
I hear me say, "it's not my fault" but I know I'm wrong
I know I'm wrong

Why do I, why do I, why do I do that
Why do I, why do I, why do I do that
(Why do I, why do I) why do I do that
Why do I, why do I, why do I do that
Why do I keep holding on to
Things I should be letting go of
Why do I, why do I, why do I do that
Why do I do that
Why do I do that, yeah
Why do I, why do I, why do I do that
Why do I, why do I, why do I do that