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, Its 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



The Precipice Is There

But Will I Ever Dare

Throw Myself 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