Teardrops fall down from your face,

guess I'm not the only one who's misplace.

We're both so alone, trapped in the rain,

curled up inside ourselves, curled up in pain.

What's it going to take to stop seeing red?

What's it going to take to stop feeling so dead?

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So I'll pretend not to hurt and sing my little song.

So I'll pretend not to cry and pretend to be strong.

I'm sick of this hurting, that's causing us to cry.

I'm tried of all this pretending, that's causing us to die.

I'm weary of the thoughts that remind me of yesterday…

so why is it so hard to live for today?

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Things aren't going the way I wanted them to be.

I'm not the person I thoughts was really me.

Guess we're somewhere, floating together,

down a stormy sea wishing things were better.

So what's to do but hold out my hand?

What's the use of trying when I just don't understand?

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So I'll pretend not to hurt and sing my little song.

So I'll pretend not to cry and pretend to be strong.

I'm sick of this hurting, that's causing us to cry.

I'm tried of this pretending, that's causing us to die.

I'm weary of the thoughts that remind me of yesterday…

so why is it so hard to live for today?

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Yes, the tears are falling fast

as we think back of the past.

Yes, life is falling down the drain.

Should I feel nothing or pain?

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So I'll pretend not to hurt and sing my little song.

So I'll pretend not to cry and pretend to be strong.

I'm sick of this hurting, that's causing us to cry.

I'm tried of this pretending, that's causing us to die.

I'm weary of the thoughts that remind me of yesterday…

so why is it so hard to live for today?