My blood comes from a scab I picked too early
And my sweat comes from
Global warming in February
My tears flow freely for the life
I could've had, I should've had
I just wanna feel again
I just wanna be, be, be, be, be
Be, be, be, be again
Maybe the light at the end of
The tunnel is just a train
I gotta face head on see if I
If I come out standing
The problem with trying too hard
Is that you didn't try hard enough
Not to try at all
They want you to need them
Til' you do and then you're needy
I just wanna live again
I just wanna breathe, breathe, breathe
Breathe, breathe, breathe
Breathe, breathe, breathe again
Maybe the light at the end of
The tunnel is just a train
I gotta face head on see if I
If I come out standing