Breaking Bottles

I've got a fell of a story
 Of being destined for glory
 Right on the ultimate highway
 The unbelievable crime
 The inconceivable timing
 That ticks away my day
 So all the names have been changed
 But there's a truth in the pages
 Somewhere between the lines.
 It's just protecting the innocent
 It shelters the malcontent
 Time after time
 It's like a fucking disease.
 I'm way too busy trying not to bleed
 While I'm just breaking bottles.
 There's always something about me
 Always making me doubt you
 Did I fail to mention
 You wouldn't know where you're going
 If the wind wasn't blowing
 You weren't paying attention
 It must've happened a thousand times
 You leave me to hold the line
 I stop to remind you
 Running as soon as you hit the ground
 I'm watching them run you down
 The demons behind you