I never had a dream that
I could follow through Only
tears left to stain dry my
eyes once again I don't know
who I am, or what I'm gonna
do Been so long I've been
hopelessly confused This
can never really end, it's
tell me when something good
became so bad So if you have
a cure to me would you please
send a picture of my life
with a letter telling how
it should really be instead
The precipice is there but
will I ever dare Throw my self
in the sky, so at last I can
die See I've become a man who
holds nothing too dear Who
will mind if I just disappear
this can never really end, it's
infinitely sad Can someone
tell me when something good
became so bad So if you have
a cure to me would you please
send a picture of my life
With a letter telling how it
should really be instead