It's been years since the last time I picked up my phone All my friends think I'm dead It's been years since I opened the door I feel better alone locked inside my head I'm getting older, getting tired Of this one thing I can't ignore It seems that I don't belong here (This should have been) I keep telling myself it's the nightmares that made my hands shake Not the substances I am abusing, no No great depression, no great war, no purpose or place Only fear you feel knowing, you'll be left on the roadside Was I born too early? (Or too late?) This should have been a better place Still we are digging our own graves In your empty promises (your promises) How can we put on a happy face? Knowing there is no escape from the ruins Of your empty promises This should have been a better place This should have been a better place This should have been a better place I'm not sure will I ever return from this battlefield Everyone steps on, yet no one survives This is a war and our spirits are spare We don't belong here We don't belong here We are dead men walking We are dead men (This should have been) This should have been a better place Still we are digging our own graves In your empty promises (your promises) How can we put on a happy face? Knowing there is no escape from the ruins Of your empty promises