like jumping off a building I feel like punching holes in the ceiling Cause I can't put my mind away With this hand that I'm holding While the story's
noticed that my friends had changed I was up so high with my feelings but I fell back to the floor And when I came to I noticed, that my friend's they
One day and a longer time Sixteen, kids, and a boring life A midnight look set us up for this fall Autumn nights meant nothing at all Meant nothing at
Salty tears on a mostly blank page because you chose to ignore me Down on my luck 'cuz you didn't answer and the letter that you mailed It wasn't for
It's like somebody put a gun in my hand Told me to pull the trigger wherever it lands it lands It's like I'm beating my head up against the wall Bruised
I've got so many problems I can't get 'em off my mind There's no need to argue when it happens all the time There's so many things that I'd rather do
and run... But if you get caught, it's not my fault You can lie to me but I can see right through that disguise And into your eyes You've got a lame excuse It's
Unplug your phone, we're going out today Opinionated voices try to lead your head astray I don't know if you heard This island's not a world There's
me Who's turning their backs on me? Pointing the fingers of blame I'm here to say it's not the same Oh, what a shame Who's turning their backs on me
know the story's out there The story's out there The story's out there The story's out there The story's out there The story's out there The story's out
What little faith I have in the human spirit Seems like everybody's in it to win it Poor brushed aside Rich come on inside Take a bite, eat the bread
for as long as you want Pretend that I've never been hurt by anyone it's easy to be where no can see me hiding that pain so easily he says he's been
You told me a story of how things used to be You scold me it's boring I don't pay any attention I'm sinking I'm thinking I'm drinking It's myself that
that I'm crying out for a real change? If I hold on to what I've got, I'll be floating on my borrowed time, Not too long before the ocean let's me sink
What would I say If it all fell apart today? What would be left? I pick myself out of the mess I got used to the same life all the time I got used to
blink of an eye. Don't know why I sit here and I cry over you but I do Then you called me and told me it's over It's over
hole And life is spinning out of control Refuse to take the blame for situations you create What's the root of your problem? It's time to investigate
me one more Sunday morning, just waiting for the afternoon so I can be a kid again I head back to my backyard I know life's rough but sometimes it's
