Rethinking

i'd like to think that i don't care

just push away my problems like there's no one there

these days are long, to long to spend waiting

for storms over a tragic end

and this is how we'll meet embraced in misery

searching for love in all this hurt

it's the cold, cold world versus you and me

i write just to forget nothing's the same

you drink just to forget

because you can't deal with the pain

but you're not to blame, i know we're the same

i used to think solutions were clear

guided by a crowd that came and went with the years

those days are gone but i'm still holding on

trying to fight the world through a pen and a song

there was a time (and it's coming back)

where i'd look at someone like you

and know we're the same (because we are the same)

i'm through with the games...

this world is fucked, but i'm still looking up

i broke the rules and now i'm making amends

with what they said and what it meant...

what did it have to do with me anyway?

i'm through with your lies

i closed the door to another end...