There's a sign up ahead that reads 10 miles left to the town I was born in,
where I left the recording of me and my family.
We're laughing and smiling before the time I went crazy.
I wish I had back the one thing I had that made me so happy and that pleased my Dad.
But it's gone like it came so fast and insane like the beautiful days it made.
It's time for a breakdown. (x2)

At least that I still smile when I talk with my brothers.
The words that I say, they worry my Mother.
With my head in my eyes, it's not a disguise.
I'm not hiding from them anymore.
These words in my head haunt me in my bed.
I still see her face in a fountain of red that I never inflict.
I'll be okay just taking it day by day.
It's time for a breakdown. (x2)

Please don't worry.
Please don't worry.
Please don't worry, I'd never do anything so stupid.

It's time for a breakdown.
Oh, breakdown.