S.I.P. #7 (Cut Me Down)

Just try and and cut me down
I won't hear the sound of your voice
because the alcohol makes it all feel better
Now that I've cracked under pressure
I need to be cut down

I think I've got what it takes
to be something more
So why do I lay here?
Can't pull myself up off the floor

One day I'll realize that I can't do this on my own
but right now I'm too damn stubborn to let you in
Some day I'll decide that I don't want to be alone
but right now I'm too naive to know where to begin