All I feel is deny, deny, denial.
In time, i will leave the city,
For now, i will stay alive.
All I feel is deny, deny, denial.
I look outside, and see a whole world better off,
Without me in it trying to transform it.
«I'd live for you,» and that's hard to do
Even harder to say when you know it's not true.
Don't wanna call you in the nighttime,
Don't wanna give you all my pieces,
Don't wanna hand you all my trouble,
Don't wanna give you all my demons.
And since we know that dreams are dead,
And life turns plans up on their head,
I will plan to be a bum,
So I just might become someone.