i never had a dream that i could follow through
only tears left to stain, dry my eyes once again
i don´t know who i am, or what i´m gonna do
been so long i´ve been hopelessly confused
this can never really end, it´s infinitely sad
can someone tell me when
something good became so bad
so if you have a cure
to me would you please send
a picture of my life
with a letter telling how
it should really be instead

the precipice is there
but will i ever dare
throw myself in the sky, so at last i can die
see i´ve become a man
who holds nothing too dear
who will mind if i just disappear
this can never really end, it´s infinitely sad
can someone tell me when
something good became so bad
so if you have a cure
to me would you please send
a picture of my life
with a letter telling how
it should really be instead

oh, tell me how it really should be