I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way Days would not be wasted on this drive And I want so bad to hold you Some of the things I haven't told you Your mom and me just couldn't get along And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll

A man I'll never be You look up at me And somewhere in your mind you see If only I could find a way I'd feel like I'm the man you believe I am And it gets harder every day for me To hide behind this dream you see If I said what's on my mind You'd turn

Your heaven's trying everything To break me down 'Cause it's almost like And I can't seem to find my way home To keep me out Your heavens trying everything Another day in this carnival of souls Another nights ends, end as quickly as it goes The memories

We bounce to this track And I don't care what anybody thinks about that Hands to the sky, and throw your head back I can't believe that every day and every night It’s getting better with you out of my life It’s like I flicked a switch and now I’m feeling

I don't wanna forget the present is a gift And I don't wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me 'Cause lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed So every time you hold me Hold me like this is the last time Every time you kiss

Every day, a castaway A vagabond, battle born I don't know where I'm going I've flown a million miles And I've rode so many more I've been a thousand places And shook a million hands But I know just where I've been I'm battle born

Well come on back and try to get some today Well somebody's gonna do it again Gonna make me turn against all of my friends So you better have something damn worthy to say Who told ya, who told ya They're growing dope everywhere around the block Somebody

The whole world It's a world wide suicide It's the same every day It's a shame to awake in a world of pain What does it mean when And the wave won't break Tell you to pray while

I've taken the breath out of everything they believe I've collapsed its lungs, calloused its heart Sucked the life out of this, for all of Sunday to see, for all of Sunday to see Preaching to the deaf and blind, no one sees my effort No one gets the

If I lose it, watch me do it, bet I come up with Another hundred ways Hunnid ways to get it everyday Only catch me resting in my grave I'm too busy counting numbers Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid ways Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid I ain't always had it From my