Come one and all and see the broken man, talking to himself

He sits and waits for something better, he'll never find it here

The people touch his hair and pinch his cheek, he can't even feel it



There it goes again, he's listening to someone

He hears the bitter laughter

And all he wants to know is...



Why - does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)

You've gotta try - the inhale that makes the exhale so much better



He wipes his hands on anything in reach, he never feels clean

He shakes at night because his nerve is gone, every muscle hurts

Come one and all and see what happened...that broken man is me



There it goes again, I can hear it louder

It doesn't feel good anymore

All I want to know is...



Why - does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)

You've gotta try - the inhale that makes the exhale so much better



NOW I KNOW I DISAPPEAR!

I CAN'T FIND MY WAY FROM OUT OF HERE!

EVERYTHING IS FADING ON ME!

SOMEONE TELL ME...someone tell me...

Someone - tell me



Why - does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)

You've gotta try - the inhale that makes the exhale so much better



WHY?! YOU'VE GOTTA TRY!!