Fear of Everything (I'll Find a Way to Make You...

I woke up this morning
And placed my seven thousandth bet
On disappointment
I was lost, I was found
I was floating, barely breathing
Seven inches from the ground
And there's no magic in the air tonight
There is madness, there is madness
I have warned you there is madness behind my eyes
A fear of losing, a fear of trying
A fear of living, and a fear of dying
I've got a fear of everything
There's no magic in the air tonight
That's just the endless possibility
That's just the space between you and me
I drove back to Chicago
Back when I still had a car
To forget about my life for a while
Got my headphones, and Johnny Cash
At ninety-seven miles per hour, I'll find a way,
I'll find a way to make you smile
There's no magic in the air tonight
And I am almost past the point of letting go
I thought that you should know
I woke up this morning and placed
My seven thousandth bet that I'll find a way,
I'll find a way to make you smile