Postcards on the floor
  but this pen can't write lonliness no more.
  waking up all alone
  on the opposite side of the coast.
  
  I'm commited to insecurity and you.
  and love is overated.
  it leaves you devistated
  heart ripped in two
  
  roadside state of mind
  boulevard of broken dreams washed out this
  time after time I was lost and looking
  but knew I'd never find
  what is mine in a world that's so unkind.
  
  and love is overated.
  it leaves you devistated.
  
  the only things I know are
  road signs and rock songs and lonely hotel rooms.
  but still I need you here, whats new?
  
  it's 6am. las vegas doesn't look so cool
  once the sun come up.
  I draw the blinds and I dream of you.
  
  I'm committed to all these memories of you.
  and love is overated.
  it leaves you devistated.
  love is overrated.