I don't know what it is now
Love, or Friends, or life
But it seems like all these problems
Are stabbing me with a knife
I'm trying to escape them
But the won't let me now
I've been surrounded by them so long
I don't even know how
I would say no one can fix it
But a couple people would
But they are to busy with themselves
To do what I think they should
So I'll sit back here
And wait for a friend
If not, I will see you soon
We'll be together in the end
