C
I love to sleep cause I pretend that I'm dead,
E
But I hate waking up cause it's hard to forget,
Am                                                 F       G
That I've lost all control of this life I've held so dear.
     C
And I wait for the bus but I'm not on the bench,
        E
I'm just spread across the ground making friends with cement,
     Am                                          F     G
And I hope the bus won't miss me when it comes my way.
       C
Well I made a few jokes but they said they weren't funny,
  E
I tried to force a smile but they said it was ugly,
 Am                                                 F
I tried to make a friend but no one was a friend to me.
          C
Poured my heart to a girl and it went on the floor,
  E
I asked her what she wanted and she said she wanted more,
  Am                                             F
I tried to find a lover, all I found was an enemy.


           C
I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself,
  E
I don't make a sound by my eyes scream out help,
    Am
And I start to struggle to hold myself back,
     F
From thrusting my head straight through the xxxxxxx glass.
       C
And I'm tired of falling for girls that don't care,
    E
And breaking my back to try to make them aware,
       Am
That I'm more than depressed, and there time won't be wasted,
    F                             G
But I am just a broken boy that no one wants to play with.

Interlude: C E Am F G

        C
Now I'm lost in this hole and I'm sure I am stuck,
      E
And I can't run away cause I'm lazy as xxxx.
     Am
So I sit on the floor and gather my thoughts,
            F
And they're full of broken promises that only xxxx me off.
     C
Well I lost control when I only a boy,
    E
The world taught me angst when I deserved joy.
    Am
Now I'm breaking down as I struggle to breath,
        F                                     G
Cause I believe in a god who won't believe in me.

Interlude: C E Am F G

           C
I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself,
  E
I don't make a sound by my eyes scream out help,
    Am
And I start to struggle to hold myself back,
     F
From thrusting my head straight through the xxxxxxx glass.
       C
And I'm tired of falling for girls that don't care,
    E
And breaking my back to try to make them aware,
       Am
That I'm more than depressed, and there time won't be wasted,
    F                             G                       G
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