If i was to get out of here
which way would i go?
it seems like i'm always searching for something
but it's always fruitless
i can't stand it.

can you tell that i've grown tired?
i haven't slept in weeks in seems
and now i am ready to take on this world again

i would give the infinite dollar
to anyone who could figure out why i'm here
and what i'm looking for

slap my face i don't feel alive
i'm dead asleep
or am i awake?
i can't tell

that you drew me pictures in . . .

there was one for everytime . . .

that my heart dropped again.

&i bet you got all the pieces.

even though my life's a mess . . .

. . . i  l o v e  you more than h a p p i n e s s.