how can i win, all i've done is lose
breaking old habits is worse than tying a noose
the childish joy, the hope and the laughter
how can i win if it all comes crashing down soon after
is it me? am i the one to blame?
taught never to point fingers yet it's always the same old game
i can't keep crashing
i can't keep falling
forever and ever and ever until ever is never, all you're really doing is stalling
too good to be true, obvious cracks overlooked
i wonder if that's how people view me; normal, but disastrous upon further dispute
it will blow over, it will pass!
how long must i suffer; until i am but ash?
