I'm tired. I'm so fucking tired Of trying to make this work. I feel sick. I'm not well. I look like shit. I'm tired of smiling when I wanna scream And acting fine with everything. I feel trapped. I can't breath. It's closing in on me. I hope that it's worth all of the strain It's put on all of us. I hope that they raise their fists and scream About all of this pain. God-Damn, I hope that it's all worth something Cause right now I'm offering The very best there is of me... We're sifting through pieces of what we are To build a monument up to the stars. I've got a pocket full of dreams that haven't quite come true Bits of a broken heart and a hope or two. So stand by me, Believe in me, Because I swear we're gonna be something. I'm sorry... I can't give in... Don't lose faith... On these sacred asphalt grounds.