Words can't express the stress I am in
This facade for my fiends is painted in red
And the words that I speak, reflect this false hope, aren't enough
And I know things will get better, everything always does
But I just don't see it ever being as good as it was
My heart has been beaten, it's dark and black and blue
I know that it's bad, but I don't have a clue
And I waste my days hopelessly wishing this pain all away
And the people I turn to, they don't say a word
I'm shot like a bird and I fall from my perch
And I reach out my hand, scream "help me, please help me"
Or at least teach me to die
And I know things will get better, everything always does
But I just don't see it ever being as good as it was
And I know things will get better, everything always does
But I just don't see it ever being as good as it was
And I know things will get better, everything always does
But I just don't see it ever being as good as it was ever again. Ever again. Ever again. Ever again