Greek Mythology Lyrics

so much for second chances,
i've handed them to you eagerly;
a pamphleteer pressing papers to your chest.

i slide myself to your chest as you pass on by.
and i feel like Sisyphus rolling boulders up these hills to watch you push them back on me.
i swore to myself i wouldn't make the same mistakes,
but the Tantalus in me just needs a drink.