Maybe the grass is greener
On the other side
‘Cause it’s always raining there
I was born a dreamer
But my dream life
Turned out to be my nightmare
I have heard it said that when
One door closes
God opens a window
But I live up on the seventh floor
So the metaphor
Hits too close to home
Every rope that I’ve ever been thrown
Somehow ends up wrapped around my throat
I’ve been trying to fight this on my own
But I'm letting go
Here comes my train of thoughts again
I'm tied down to the tracks
I know there’s no escaping it
I guess I’ll fade to black
Here comes my train of thoughts again
I'm tied down to the tracks
This really ain't no way to live
I guess I’ll fade to black
Mocking death in every song
To appear strong
And laugh right in its face
Like it hasn’t come to call
And taken all
That I love away
Every rope that I’ve ever been thrown
Somehow ends up wrapped around my throat
I’ve been trying to fight this on my own
But I'm letting go
Here comes my train of thoughts again
I'm tied down to the tracks
I know there’s no escaping it
I guess I’ll fade to black
Here comes my train of thoughts again
I'm tied down to the tracks
This really ain't no way to live
I guess I’ll fade to black
I guess I’ll fade to black
I guess I’ll fade to black
I guess I’ll fade to black
I just want to tell you how much this hurts
But I gotta make it rhyme
People tell me that life goes on
But somehow that makes it worse
I mean I'm fine
Yea I'm fine
I'm just tired all the time
