Real Life

If we could've kept it all together-
I wonder where we would be,
we've left five miles past forever
and from promises you never gave to me.

There went one more night and day down-
one last screw for old time's sake,
just roll over right and lay down-
till it's much more than I can see to take.

It's enough to get inside my head-
even that road didn't have a shoulder,
the memory I needed most is dead-
I'm not angry anymore, just colder.

I don't think I can take another minute-
I don't have it to fake another smile,
crack open real life and put your promises in it-
and if it makes you weak, I'll stay awhile.

I'll make my face just like a wall-
to stop good intentions from becoming doubt,
but turn your head and you'll lose it all-
no breathing room to sort things out.

It's a mile to the next rest stop, five past forever-
crack open real life and break promises free,
if we could've kept it all together
don't you wonder where we would be?