I’d been dreaming, never thinking 
that playing this game isn’t winning. 
I’ll never see this the same. 

Sometimes I swear I’ll never get out of this [bad word] town. 
I’ll walk along these empty roads until I find a place to call my home. 

All these people here think they’re living, 
they’re barely breathing, barely existing.  [bad word] back again, the same old feeling. 
I don’t want to go, but I guess I’m leaving. 

Say goodbye. 

I can see the road from here, 
and I don’t know exactly where it goes. 
All I know is along the way 
I’ll find a place to call my home. 

Time after time, time and time again, 
all I ever seem to find is dead end after dead end. 
On and on it goes more pointless than before, 
all I ever seem to find is dead end after dead end. 

I’d been dreaming, never thinking 
that playing this game isn’t winning. 
I’ll never see this the same. 

Sometimes I swear I’ll never get out of this [bad word] town. 
I’ll walk along these empty roads until I find a place called home. 

Time after time, time and time again, 
all I ever seem to find is dead end after dead end. 
On and on it goes more pointless than before, 
all I ever seem to find is dead end after dead end. 

They say a picture’s worth a thousand words, 
well all these photographs all across my walls: 
They don’t say a word, 
they don’t speak at all, 
they just go on an on and on. [bad word] on! 

Say goodbye. 

I won’t forget the day that I woke up 
In a cold sweat in my room. 
Peeling away the paint on these walls 
Let the iron bars show right through. 

When I look into my own reflection 
I don’t know who’s in front of me 
But I can tell by the look on his face 
he’s scared to death of everything. 

Someone please, I’m in need of a chaser 
‘cause right now clarity tastes so bitter. 
Someone please, we’re dealing with a crisis. 
Meaning was lost; constant fear lives behind it. 

I’d been dreaming, never thinking 
that playing this game… 
I’ll never see this the same. 

Some times I swear I’ll never get out of this [bad word] town. 
I’ll walk along these empty roads until I find a place to call my home. 

Sometimes I swear I’ll never get out of this [bad word] town. 

Sometimes, I swear…