I wonder if he misses them
Who does he think of more-them or me...

Tear stained, red cheeks
To stand, I'm too weak...

The breath that I couldn't catch, is now within my...
I survived the first wave of torture, never making...

Walk around this sleepy old town
Not a sound anywhere...

I met these new people and thought everything...
And yet I stand here with a couple new reasons for...

I have dreams that I'm flying
Soaring high above the clouds...

Trading out my Converse for some fancy work boots
Puttin' up my skateboard for a brown and white...

Do what you can't do
Dance in the rain...

Slowly disappearing
Falling faster toward disaster...

Sick with shame
Lost the game...

I was given the reins to hold on to life on my own
But I found myself loosening my grip and lying...

Paint me something real
Paint me something deep...