Drive

Do you ever feel like somethings in your way?
When the truth comes out, it's just too hard to get past.
It's just way to hard to deal with anyway.

I can't help but sit alone with nothing to talk about.
But would you even listen?
Could you even make it out?

And every night it keeps me up

Do you ever sing?
Do you ever think for yourself?
Are you catching up with all the things that you've missed?
It looks as if you're careless.

Were you sick of staying in your room?
Were you tired of waiting for something to hold onto?
I know you too well.

It's too hard to sleep.
It's too hard to think of what's next.
It's too hard to think it's hopeless.
But I already know it.