What’s up? What’s on your mind? I know the world is out to get us and we’re running out of time to get back up, You say you’re fine, all the tension in your voice would beg to tell me otherwise, but I give up. When you’re living in a bubble, you won’t let it burst in front of someone else. But I could say the same about myself, ‘Cause I would do the same if you said “how ‘bout you?” I’d be a hypocrite to tell you what to do. Can’t break the paradox we got ourselves into. So I’ve got nothing to say. I want to know if you’re at war all in your head, but I’ve been contradicting every word I’ve said. If you don’t care, I’ll keep it to myself instead. And I hope you have a good day. What’s up? Are you okay? I know life’s a social crisis and we’re running out of ways to break it up, You say you’re great, like you couldn’t feel the muscles stretching all across your face, but I give up. We’re all living in a prison, and we’re not allowed to count on no one else. We both know we’re weaker by ourselves. But I would do the same if you said “how ‘bout you?” Who gave me any right to tell you what to do? Can’t break the paradox we got ourselves into. So I’ve got nothing to say. We’re wounded soldiers in a war beyond our years, I can’t speak up when I inherit all your fears. What good is friendship if it leaves us both in tears? But we’ll still say we’re okay. Well I hope you have a good day, and I’ll see you around.

I wanna make this sound right ‘cause I care, By that I don’t mean I want to fool you, I just want to make sure that you understand. But I’m not saying that I think that you won’t, In fact I don’t, but I think maybe it’s a matter of trust. I mean of course I trust you, Maybe I don’t trust myself but that’s alright. I know I’m a mess, I’m doing my best, I’m sorry, I know I won’t get to try again. And by that I mean I don’t want you to have to feel like it’s your job to let me. I didn’t mean that this was your last chance to fix me, not that it’s your responsibility, but I appreciate the things you do. I want to be open with you. I’d tell you everything I think, But God, it’s just so hard to put it into words, Maybe you don’t care at all, but I want these words to feel good in my mouth. Not like that, I mean you probably weren’t thinking that, I’m sorry that I thought that you might. Why do you think that I still deserve your time? I mean it’s your choice and not mine, I just know if I were you I would’ve given up on me by now for sure. It sounds ungrateful when I word it like that, which I’m not, just so we’re clear, it means the world to me. I know I can’t show you a thing. So call me out. Fill me up with anticipation, making light of the conversation, think out loud. Can we pretend like it never happened? Can we change how your friends reacted? Going south, Who am I to expect forgiveness, When I know that it’s not your business? Let you down. Clearly I’ve got a lot to work on, really I’d rather be at square one than be left out. I want to make this sound right for the books. I’m not expecting you to read me, I just want to give this page another look. I’m not suggesting that you don’t know a thing, ‘cause you do, you’ve been through it with me most of the time, you know of course I need you, I mean I’m not saying you don’t have a choice. I know I’m a wreck, you’re all I have left, I’m sorry I don’t want to force you into this. And by that I mean I don’t want you to have to feel like it’s your job to help me. I didn’t mean to say that you don't really get me. not that it’s your responsibility, but what you’ve done is keeping me alive. And if I get to survive, I’ll tell you everything I think, But God, it’s just so hard to cut it down to size. Maybe it’s double-crossed my mind, if you don’t mind, I’ll tell you why I wanna get somewhere. I know it’s only in my head. So hear me out. I could butcher the explanation, blame it all on the constellations, but I’m not proud. I’m ashamed of my inhibitions, I’m a fool, I make bad decisions full of doubts. Who am I to expect forgiveness? Say no rest for the sacrilegious; break me down. Maybe I’ve got a lot to work on, really I’d rather be at square one than be left out. and if my words can’t explain my vision, I would much rather be rewritten than be crossed out.

These streets weren’t made to turn us into noble men. We don’t know how to give up, all we do is try again. Can’t afford to shake the ground, so this is how it stays. Asking nicely won’t work out, so we’ll resort to other ways, and it won’t be fun, but we’ll make a living, climbing to the top, Maybe we’ll die young if we chase the feeling (or live long enough to become the villain.) I can’t explain to you, how good it sounds. I’m not afraid of you, is it the other way around? No shame in getting what you want, by any means. I’ll lead you on, ‘cause my intentions aren’t quite what they seem. We always end up leaving off where we begin This world’s not worth a second thought, so just give in, ‘cause evil always wins. These streets weren’t made by their creator’s pudgy hands. We didn’t mean to pave them (but we paved them just as planned!) Can’t afford to take them back without a little blood. We lost our innocence before they taught us what it was, and it wasn’t fun but at least we’re living, lonely at the top and if we die off, maybe someone different (will live long enough to become the villain!) I hate to break it to you, I’ve already won. if I don’t live forever there will always be another one! I won’t feel sorry for you if, I crush your dreams. I’d give you back your freedom, but I don’t know what freedom means. There’s no such thing as heroes, but you can play pretend. Stand in my way or join me, that’s just how it ends ‘cause evil always wins.

Life is like a memory: it’s always based on the past. I miss when you had faith in me, I’m sure two years must have passed you by so fast. They say good things will come to those who wait, and I’ve been counting the hours. Your friends avoid me like the plague. You drive great lengths so you don’t go past my house, but I’d be scared to let you in, all the layers underneath are rotten; Steps you take could break the ground beneath you. If it’s my fault every time, am I walking on eggshells or landmines? How much stretching does it take to reach you? But you don't even know who I am, who I was, it's not your fault I'm slow to learn, you're quick to judge. I followed all your rules, save the ones you made up along the way. It’s not enough to change your mind. And I don’t wanna let you down more than I have to. but everything is different now, I swear, and I’ve already shown you how. If you can’t put it past you, tell me to my face that you don’t care. And I could tell you everything, but I know it wouldn’t help. These stains are older than you think; blood dries and neither of us can wash it out. Maybe I ask too much and can’t explain why I’m worth trusting this time. I’d say I’ve learned a lot from pain but I can’t prove that it’s eating me alive and you’re sure that underneath all the layers of my skin there’s something patient waiting for a chance to use you. And you can’t stand to share this space; it reminds you of a fool with my face: one who never learned how not to lose you. And now you don’t even know, who I am, who I was, it’s not your fault. This vicious cycle never ends. There’s nothing I can do, but at least I can tell you that I’ve tried. It’s not enough to make amends. I know I’m gonna let you down, no matter what, so I will give it up and face the facts. And I can never show you how, if you don’t look, so I will state my case behind your back, In spite of all that you do, I would never judge you, I would never shut you out. Don’t act like you don't blame me, time’s enough to change me, Nothing’s gonna save me now. I wish I could be someone else, to know for a fact that I would never let you down again. But maybe I don't need your help. Don't call me back if you don't want to ask me how I've been. and I’ll tell you I’m fine, we do this every time, ‘cause some things never change.

And I’ve been awake for the longest time, Losing my bets with the walls. I trusted you with what was on my mind. All I could hope was for you to move along and see that I’ve been afraid for the longest time, that I’d put a hole in your heart, and I’ve run away from it all my life, so you’d never know that I can’t be what you want. I know you lie to me until I turn my back. I should have seen the signs, fine print between the lines, In your burning photos, I saw my face staring back. cut deep like severed ties, harsh winds and colored skies turning grey. Well, until backup arrives, I’ve got no place to hide, or to stay. If you mean it I’ll grab my keys and go You don’t have to let me know how you feel, You didn’t make me out of stone. But I’d rather just erode than be a burden to you. ‘Cause I thought that you said that you’d be proud, I was scared to live out loud, but I did because you promised solid ground, but you crumbled at the sound, and let me suffer alone. So leave your bottles by the phone, ‘Cause if I can’t feel clean at home, I can love me on my own terms. And I’ve stayed away for the longest time, Getting to know who I’ve been all along, And I’ve learned that home is a flawed design, If I couldn’t say it’s where I know I belong, ‘cause when I came crawling back after all this time, I knew that I’d need to claw at your door. You wish that I’d never been born sometimes, I wish that you weren’t afraid to call me yours. I know you’re there for me until I turn my back. I should have seen the signs, fine print between the lines. I’ll be here waiting ‘til you’re ready to attack. Cut deep like severed ties, dark clouds along horizons of grey. Well, No one could hear me cry, I told the empty sky I’m afraid. If you mean it I’ll grab my keys and go You don’t have to tell me no anymore, You didn’t make me out of stone. But I’d rather just erode than be a burden to you. ‘Cause I thought that you said that you’d be proud, I was scared to live out loud, but I did because you promised solid ground, but you crumbled at the sound, and let me suffer alone. So leave your bottles by the phone, ‘Cause if I can’t feel clean at home, I will love me on my own terms. You can take away my pride. I don’t need you by my side. I will live my life on my terms.

I’ll watch the world turn to dust. Before it’s finished I’ll be gone. If there’s still hope left for us, then I don’t have to be the one to save us from ourselves. I’m not a saint from beyond. I don’t know what prophecies you’ve heard. Already weighed the pros and cons. Everybody wants to save the world. It’s not my job. If I’ve got too much to lose, then am I wrong? am I wrong? Why should I have to choose between the things that I’m convinced I need and solving all the problems that I caused? When they don’t mean much to me. When they don’t mean much to me. I’ll pray the world starts to cool. I’ll throw my worries in the sea. I’ll burn my stress up like fuel. It’s not my responsibility To lay down all my tools. There was a time when I had hope, but I never got up off the ground. I’ve had enough of your jokes. You’ve got no time to mess around. It's not my job. If I’ve got too much to lose, then am I wrong? am I wrong? Why should I have to choose between the chance I’ve earned to live my dreams and saving all the people that I’ve robbed? When they don’t mean much to me. When they don’t mean much to me.

Kids these days we told you everything we know we know you weren't listening but we don't want to say it's your fault it's your fault there isn't much to understand we would not hear if you cried, we don't see eye to eye or to hand and I could give you knowledge but I'd call you unprepared. You say the world is changing, but you don’t seem to be scared. Don’t you lie to me, turn your back on me I will fight you to the death, Ain’t it funny how, ain’t it tragic how, Someday you’ll be all that’s left? Kids these days, don’t gotta worry ‘bout a thing, we did so much with our hands just to meet your demands, so it seems It’s a shame, You don’t know how to hold the tools. When we break down, you won’t care to learn how to repair You’re a fool. And I could count the reasons, but I know that you don’t care. You say the world is ending, but you don’t seem to be scared. Don’t you lie to me, don’t talk back to me, I will fight you to the death, ain’t it scary how, so uncanny how, someday there’ll be nothing left? Man we’ve been down a long road, just to find it wasn’t long at all. We don’t want you to waste this, broke our backs so you could have it all. Don’t you act so entitled, you may never learn to be adults. Wake me up when it’s over, until then I’ll pray for good results. I’d help you right your wrongs but, I know you won’t take the blame. And someday when you’re my age, maybe you might say the same and I could give you knowledge but I'd call you unprepared. You say the world is changing, but you don’t seem to be scared. Don’t you lie to me, turn your back on me I will fight you to the death, Ain’t it funny how, ain’t it tragic how, Someday you’ll be all that’s left? Someday you’ll be all that’s left.

I accept it, but it’s got no business right here No one wants to hear, my perspective, am I not being clear? (No!) If I must persevere, I expect it, you’d kill to dance on my grave, is it my turn to feel disrespected, and then told it’s okay? Hating me, blatantly, everyone’s angry and nobody wants to behave. Don’t twist what I say. I’m not afraid, But I don’t like change and I’m starving for comfort. And that’s not okay. I’m not ashamed, I have a right to stay down and take cover. I just wanna say, if I don’t do know what it is then it’s dangerous, I trust nothing beyond what was made for us. If it gets in a two mile radius, God knows what I’ll do. I’m a skeptic, you best defend what you claim. God only knows, I’m an expert, I got licensed today. I guess I’ve got no further questions, if you can’t give me the truth. Not much room for change, don’t you test me, and say that I need more proof. Blaming me, shaming me If I’m so crazy then, why don’t you lock me away? Don’t twist what I say. I’m not afraid, But I don’t like change and I’m starving for comfort. And that’s not okay. I’m not ashamed, I have a right to stay down and take cover. I just wanna say, if I don’t know what it is then it’s dangerous, no description beyond miscellaneous. If it gets in a two mile radius. God knows what I’ll do. I could let you stand up but what’s in it for me when you’re right where I want you, down on your knees, words of wisdom my daddy told me If you can’t take the hit there’s no reason to swing, and who says I have to practice what I preach?

I can be so hopeless, baby I swear, I'm not listening but I know what you mean. Maybe you'll regret this, and I could not bear to watch you lose your grip on everything, 'cause it can get so pointless. Baby I'm scared you might think I'll hold you back from what you need, when it don't mean nothing; why should I care? Why spend all that time when love don't cost a thing? And we can hustle to the wayside, scrape the bottom if you don't mind being stuck here with me by the wayside. If we're falling at the same time, we can hit the ground together. Together. Well you can be so heartless, baby I swear, 'cause you're too obsessed with who you want to be. Don't you know you're perfect going nowhere? And everything's alright 'cause you've got me, and I know I'm reckless; I don't play fair. Maybe it could come in handy once or twice. I know it's unexpected. Let it happen, 'cause it's really not that much a sacrifice, and we can hustle to the wayside, digging deeper if you don't mind going under with me by the wayside. If you step around the landslide, then you'll break my heart forever. Forever. You've been crying every single night, but you won't tell me what happened. I guess you're the queen of overdrive, and I'm a creature of habit. You get scared there won't be space for you; I've got some room on my mattress, and I'm not strong enough to lift you up, but I can show you where the ground is. If I'm not everything I wanted then I told you to leave, chase your dreams without me. If you've got plans then maybe you don't have a future with me, tell me I mean nothing... or we could hustle to the wayside, scrape the bottom if you don't mind being stuck here with me by the wayside, if we're running all the red lights, no one in this world could stop us. No one in this world could stop us but ourselves.

Sing to me, through the phone, take me back to how we felt before we wound up all alone, Learned to breathe, on my own, But I always thought the air would feel so clean. I’ve been thinking ugly things about the roads I didn’t choose, Saying things I didn’t mean and thinking every word was true, Talked to God last night and all he said was “tell me what you’ve done.” Leave these questions on my tongue, like If we’re alone why are we unhappy? Who really cares if we don’t know where to go when all the roads lead us down dark alleys anyway? Who would’ve thought it would be so empty, to hold our own when our hands can’t hold us up? Nowhere to run, but our legs are broken anyway. Was it me? All my fault? I thought distance was the answer; nothing changed when I ran off, if I bleed in the dark I’ll know no one’s watching when I fall apart. I’ve been waiting all these years, and nothing ever seems to change, Isolation is a paradise that quickly turns to pain. Spoke to God last night and all he did was turn the other away, before I got the chance to say If we’re alone why are we unhappy? Who really cares if we don’t know where to go when all the roads lead us down dark alleys anyway? Who would’ve thought it would be so empty, to take a stand when our legs can’t stand the weight? Nowhere to start, but our heart stopped beating anyway. I’m making promises that I can’t keep, I thought that I was only six feet deep in the dirt, in the dirt. I’ve always blamed my pain on other things, I chose the silence ‘cause it called my name, but it hurt. If we’re alone why are we unhappy? We could learn how to change, but what’s the use, when every turn leads us down dark alleys anyway? Who would’ve thought it would hurt this badly, to feel the same and be left with no excuse why we don’t treat the world like it’s our family, why we’ve still been embracing our humanity by turning on our own. Take it back, start again.