The Beauty Of Breathing

Hey, hey

Sometimes I wanna take the car out on the road

Flip it into park and smash myself

Into a million little pieces

I'm tired of knowing what about myself is wrong

But never mustering up the resolve

To really try to change it

I walk outside and people say: Hey!

And sometimes I just wanna say

Hey! Go away! Go away!

So I guess I better stay inside

I've read that if you just sit on a chair and think

Of focusing your nervous energy

On the beauty of breathing

You could live a life of real tranquility

But I just thought of every stupid thing

That's been keeping me from sleeping

I close my eyes and it won't go away

I plug my ears but they're ringing out

Hey! Hey! Hey!

It keeps me from believing

That maybe some day the thing will work

Maybe I won't feel like a jerk

And maybe the words I say will stop coming out weighted

Maybe some day I'll wanna breathe

And maybe the people that I meet

Won't lead to a certain future where

I'm betrayed and

I'm so jaded

I'm so jaded

And that, that's why I'm so fucking sad