Circle of Misery Video (MV)

My old friend, he slept on a mattress
On a hardwood floor
His Dad owned fancy foreign cars
That they couldn't afford
His temper was a timer
Going off every night
And he would sleep on the couch
But we didn't know why
Masculinity can mask a fragile man
I wanna peel off the layers
I wanna try to understand
As she dances to Saint Dominic's Preview
In the living room
And he stares unamused
Watching her drunken moves

Well
Your circle of misery
It doesn't stop
Until you figure out what you want
And I've gotta figure out what I want

Now I see her bottle up her anger in a plastic cup
Some patience and some pain
A kid too many in the grand scheme of things
But she can't escape
She's handcuffed to her grave
And she's been dying for some space
Her own house and a clean slate
We're all dying for some space
Our own house and a clean slate

Your circle of misery
It doesn't stop
Until you figure out what you want
And I've gotta figure out what I want

Like father
Like son
Somewhere there is a gun
And a problem
To run from