(We've taken the road to its limit!)

Days go by and all I do is drag you down

"Never enough", they say

I know it's not the red that's in my blood

I try

This just isn't something you can order around

Pick it up and find a way because the tank is gonna drain

For a while

I feel good, I wonder if I should or just sit around and cry

Or throw it away, it's never the same

I feel fine, I wonder if it's right or should I just sit and cry

Or throw it away, it's never the same

It's never the same

It's never the same