If Winter Ends

And I give myself three days to feel better,

Or else I swear I'll drive right off a fucking cliff,

Cause if I can’t learn to make myself feel better,

How can I expect anyone else to give a shit?

And I scream for the sunlight or car to take me anywhere,

Just get me past this dead and eternal snow,

Cause I swear that I'm dying, slowly but its happening,

And if the perfect spring is waiting somewhere,

Just take me there.