Finally Commit

Streetlights align a dead end road I walk to the end pretend I don't know I find myself here more times than I can count It's funny how the evening brings me to A place I can't get out I bailed on going out tonight So I didn't see you But last week I was walking through your town Kind of hoping you'd see me And I don't know what the hell I'd say Probably say something stupid, like I always did And I'd wanna list all the ways with you I blew it Well, I'm tired of the cold And I'm tired of the way I've been living Guess I'll be eighty years old 'Til I can finally make a well-thought-out decision But by then, there'll be no one there to listen Well, I get stuck in the same old cycle Going through the motions with my eyes closed And I've been longer than I'd like to admit 'Cause I'm scared of the aftermath if I Can finally commit Well I'm tired of the cold And I'm tired of the way I've been living Guess I'll be eighty years old 'Til I can finally make a well-thought-out decision But by then, there'll be no one there to listen This time was supposed to be different I won't be the man I've been Wasn't always so indecisive But now I can't remember when, mmhm Well, I'm tired of the cold And I'm tired of the way I've been living Guess I'll be eighty years old 'Til I can finally make a well-thought-out decision But by then, there'll be no one there to listen There'll be no one there to listen