I SIT IN A DARK COLD ROOM AT NIGHT
AND I WONDER SOMETIMES WHY I BOTHER TO FIGHT
FIGHTING FOR SOMETHING THATS NOT WORTH IT
FIGHTING FOR NOTHING IS MORE LIKE IT
I KNOW YOUR DEEP SECRETS
THOUGH YOU THINK I DON'T
I CAN READ YOU LIKE A BOOK
INSIDE OUT
YOUR NOT WHAT YOUR ALL MADE OUT TO BE
YOU HAVE SECRETS INSIDE
THAT ARE KILLING ME
YOU HAVE A PROBLEM
AND ITS HURTING YOU BAD
DRINKING YOUR PAIN AWAY
MAKES ME REALLY SAD
YOU SAY YOUR FINE
AND THERES NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT
AND YOU DRIVE AWAY SLOWLY
WITHOUT A DOUBT
I LAY IN MY BED
AND THINK ABOUT YOU
AND I CANT UNDERSTAND
HOW TO GET THROUGH TO YOU
I WANT YOU TO BE OKAY
I WANT EVERYTHING TO BE FINE
BUT HOW CAN I GET YOU TO LISTEN
BY YOURSELF
WITHOUT THAT WHITE LINE
I NEED YOU TO PAY ATTENTION TO ME
ONLY BECAUSE I CARE
I TURNED ON THE TV
TO CATCH SOME OF THE NEWS
AND I TAKE A GLANCE AT THE WEATHER
THEN THE BREAKING NEWS
AND I SEE YOUR PICTURE ON THE RIGHT HAND SIDE
AND I SEE YOUR MOTHER CRYING
REPORTS SAYING YOU HAVE DIED
YOU HUNG YOURSELF THIS NIGHT
BECAUSE? I DON'T KNOW WHY
I WISH I HAD ONE MORE CHANCE
TOO LOOK INTO YOUR EYES
YOU'VE CUT ME PRETTY DEEP
AND I'M BLEEDING ALL OVER
AND YOUR LIFE BEING DONE
MAKES MY LIFE ALL OVER
