When we start to fight and you play your stupid games. The frustration sets in and I just can't think straight. I know that tomorrow will bring a new day.
Oh oh, oh oh. Ooo whoa-oh. . Oh oh, oh oh. Ooo whoa-oh. . Somethings wrong (yeah). I cant explain whats goin on. In my mind, ha-oh. I care for no one.
Can you hear me. If you hear me. Help me out. Help me out, out. . Can you see me. Can you hear me. Cryin' out. Cryin' out, out. . My heart is breakin'.
What you're doing now. Leaves you on the ground. No use growing up. Your walk's slowing down. . When you think about tomorrow. Don't forget about today.
When u passed me, passed me by, by. You let, let out a spark fly. Sent voltage through my veins, veins. A feel-good type of pain, pain. . You sent shocks straight to my heart.
It happens every single time. Just when I thought all is well. I'm either wrong or just not right. Seems I'm never good enough. . Look at me I am trying hard as can be.
Can you hear me. If you hear me. Help me out. Help me out, out. . Can you see me. Can you hear me. Cryin' out. Cryin' out, out. . My heart is breakin'.
You're still hanging on, and to scared to let it go. No, it won't be long, till your complications show. . Hoping for, commitment unbreakable. You ignore, the warning signs that you know.
Once again, you're trying to see what's there outside. Every time, discovering a new compromise. With every move you're getting closer. Turning away, from what you believe.
I'll step aside this time around. Open ears await a still and quiet voice. Not with the timing that I have. Ready to make any change required of me. .
It has been quite some time since I last felt you near me. And getting out of touch has become all too familiar lately. You know my heart is longing but the flesh is just not willing.
It's hard to take the blame but sometimes credit's due. It's easier to rearrange what's wrong from what is true. The focus is not on you, what part could I have had?.
What do you see in me. That I can bare your name?. How do you justify. Forgiving once again?. . If giving my all to you. Is all you truly need. Then I give you everything.
Thinking back on summer weekends. Hanging out no need for reasons. I recall spot drive-in meetings. 3 a.m. and still we're eating. . I make this promise and I'll keep it.
Voices inside me. Try to confuse me. Turning difficult my choices. But I have to fight to find. So many ways to follow. So many places to go. And always face the empty.
Burnt up, burned out, sick of life, doin time spent. A messed up, thrown up, waste of time, overdue rent. A burnt out, no gas, passed out, crystal meth band.
[Part I: Sailing The Sea of Sorrow]. . [Martinez, Priester, Polchowicz, Mello]. . Oh Lord, no sign to relief. Of this agony inside. Such a pain is not fair.