Is it hope that keeps me afloat
Have I been reduced to instinct
Escape the cycle and find out
Trample a circle, break a spell
Should have gone to Mardi Gras
Except I don't drink anymore
Oh and I can't stand people
Why am I defined by my divorce
Have I simply let her win again
The poor, old introvert got hurt
And regressed to the deep end
Forgetting he can't swim anymore
Whatever it is keeping me afloat
It's not hope
