Map The Streets
Senses Fail Lyrics

If I fall or trip back into love I'm gonna bring a ladder and gloves
I will prepare for the worst and strategize to get out of love if needed.

So I can climb right back out if there is even a shred of doubt.
Leaving no room for uncertainty, I will make sure to have a clear exit plan.

I'm gonna bring a flashlight too and leave a trail and stick to the plan,
To ensure a successful escape, I will make sure to mark my path and stay focused on my plan.

You can get real lost down there if you're not sure,
Without proper preparation and precaution, getting lost and trapped in love is a very real possibility.

Of foreign territory there are times when the path gets blurry and the wrong turn feels right.
In unfamiliar territory, it can be difficult to distinguish the right path from the wrong one, leading to potentially dangerous choices in love.

But who would want me anyways?
Feeling unlovable and unworthy, I struggle with the idea that anyone would want me in the first place.

I'm a lush with broken parts of paper mache.
Metaphorically, I am fragile and damaged, a mere imitation of the person I long to be.

I have nothing left to give, I don't think I ever did.
I feel empty and incapable of loving fully, leading me to question if I was ever capable of love to begin with.

There are times when I wish that someone would help me fin the person I was,
In moments of vulnerability, I long for guidance and the ability to rediscover my true self.

Or give me a detailed map of the streets spelling out the traffic patterns in beeps.
I crave clarity and direction, hoping for a road map to guide me through the complicated and often confusing journey that is love.

I am finding safety in lines, they are painted so they can guide.
Finding comfort in structure and routine, I am grounding myself in the sense of security provided by established rules and boundaries.

Empty tanks and broken wheels take me home.
Despite feelings of emptiness and brokenness, I am returning to what is familiar and comfortable as a source of comfort and safety.

Right now I find myself dangling on the edge trying not to fall in back where I came from.
Teetering on the edge of falling back into old patterns and negative cycles, I am desperately trying to hold on and push forward into a new chapter.

I dove in way too deep with rocks tied to me,
Having taken a risk in love, I now feel burdened and weighed down by the consequences of my choices.

I should have had a plan cause now these ropes won't come free.
Having not fully thought through my decisions, I now feel stuck and trapped, unable to break free from the consequences of my actions.

I do not have faith if I did then I would feel safe.
Feeling lost and directionless, I lack the belief in a higher power or greater plan, leading to a lack of safety and security in my choices.

I would wait here for fate but it's conveniently late.
Despite a lack of faith, I am still searching for a sign or indication of what path to take next, but feel let down and abandoned by the universe for not providing one.

The bottom is a place that I know too well.
Having hit rock bottom in the past, I am all too familiar with the pain and struggle that comes with it.

I always thought that I'd be happy if I was loved,
Growing up with certain expectations of the role of love and happiness in life, I believed that finding love would bring me ultimate joy and fulfillment.

But I have nothing left to give I don't think I ever did.
However, based on my current feelings of emptiness and worthlessness, I now question if I was ever truly capable of giving and receiving love in the first place.