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I'm tired of waiting around but I don't want to leaveA second verse will come but not that easilyAnd these habits break, they never go awayI'm sure I'll spend the day just fixing thingsThat I've broke and I don't mean literallyI always choke so don't wait around for meIf I'm a mess, then I guess it's just distressCause I'm always staying up and I never second guessI guessSo I'd rather sit in my front yardAnd I'd rather be close than farAnd I'd rather just sit on the curbAnd just look at the starsI close my eyes and ears when everyone talksI guess we only live and hear about shitty jobsAnd each day we get more contentWe're just living this wayI guess maybe we forgetWe used to dream and now it doesn't seem the sameI think I'll run away and jump off a bridgeAnd I'll swim until I can be freeOf everyone who keeps talking to meAnd I'll play this guitar until my fingers bleedAnd I'll sing until no one listens to meSongtexteAnd even then as you'll pretend you're happyI'll be dancing on the graves of all your could have beensWe might failWe might sinkWe might dieBut I think that's the pointSo, so whatIf we try it's good enoughWe get scared so we stayWe're so comfortable in the saddest wayWhat's the pointIt's missingSo let's cut the bullshit and get to livingWe might failWe might sinkWe might dieBut I think that's the pointSo, so whatIf we try it's good enoughWe get scared so we stayWe're so comfortable in the saddest wayWhat's the pointIt's missingSo let's cut the bullshit and get to livingWe might fail Aus Songtexte Mania