Maybe in a year or two I'll figure out what to say to you
But when I have a lot to lose sometimes I feel scared to speak the truth
And when this plane touches down none of my best friends will be around
And if my colors all run dry I'll sit alone and I'll wonder why
Do some people have to prove them self to them self?
Why are some people not satisfied by things they can control?
It's been... three weeks... I think... soon...
I'll be more than making do with what I've got myself into
It's hard to define whether anything's a waste of time
I know, it hurts so bad sometimes but you'll get over it
You'll always get over it
You always knew you were the kind
Who could turn and leave their whole world behind
Even when it's hard to see the light
You'll get over it
You know you'll get over it
No... there is nothing here for me to hold on to
Only the vaguest dream I'm following onward
I wouldn't trade this world for any other
But I know no other...
Maybe in another life I'd have a better alibi and
Would it be a better life if I never even had to try?
And if the sky opened up tonight and took me for a ride
When we reached the other side would I find me there asking why
Do some people have to have all of the attention?
Why do some people fail way more times than they would like to mention?
It's been... six weeks... I think... soon...
I'll be finished thinking through all the shit I couldn't hold on to
It's hard to deny
Maybe everything's a waste of time
Oh I know it hurts so bad sometimes but you'll get over it
You'll always get over it