Voices in my head keep calling out my
Name and I don't know what to do or think or
Say I know you don't mean to cause me pain
It's me that complicates everything
People in my space they all say the same
Thing that time will pass and you'll be grateful for the help it brings
But if things are looking up then why am I so down
How can I see the light with my eyes trained on the ground
Why?
Why?
Why?
Can't I empty out this space I'm wasting
Counting all my cards but nothing is adding
Up to anything substantial I sit waiting to call your bluff
Well this hand I've been dealt is nothing but trouble
I wish that I could break out from this psychotic bubble
Worries for the past take up too much room in my mind
I've come to realize none of it's worth wasting all my time
Because the sun it still shines even as the world falls apart
There are more important things than all these mendable cracks on my heart
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?