If disbelief, fantasy were the masters of confusion

Then, the only thing left to blame was a long line of depression

Discretion might've left room for the truth

Learning how to bear or living like I care

There's a ghost down the hall, in the middle of my mind

Telling me I'm crazy 'cause I learned how to walk the line

I ain't drinking no Bourbon, but, there's demons on the shelf

I lost so much of me, that I don't recognize myself

Feels like the winter took the fall

I ain't saying my world's gone to hell

I'm just a little tired, that's all

If broken hearts and brand-new starts and clichés, people say

Regrets on this cigarette was the riddle of the day

Then, I might have a run of good luck

But, I feel like a fool, like my prayers ain't getting through

There's a ghost down the hall, in the middle of my mind

Telling me I'm crazy 'cause I learned how to walk the line

I ain't drinking no Bourbon, but, there's demons on the shelf

I lost so much of me, that I don't recognize myself

Feels like the winter took the fall

I ain't saying my world's gone to hell

I'm just a little tired, that's all

If there's a rhyme or a reason

To sing what I can't say

Then I'll just keep believing

You live to fight another day

'Cause there's a ghost down the hall, in the middle of my mind

Telling me I'm crazy 'cause I learned how to walk the line

I ain't drinking no Bourbon, but, there's demons on the shelf

I lost so much of me, that I don't recognize myself

Feels like the winter took the fall

I ain't saying my world's gone to hell

I'm hoping there's more story left to tell

I'm just a little tired, that's all

I'm just a little tired, that's all