When I sleep in my dreams 

I'm faced with three open doors 

And I'm curled up naked on the bathroom floor 

People laughing, people crying, 

People shouting for more 

Everybody wants something I can't afford 



To give and to take away. 

To live for the better days. 

It's nothing new. 

What are we supposed to do? 

It's nothing new. 

What are we supposed to do? 



Today seems like a day 

That I should just hide away 

From the things that I have to face everyday 

People need people, people see me slipping away 

To a cold dark hole 



That's the place we lived for the better days 

To give and to take away 



It's nothing new. 

What are we supposed to do? 

It's nothing new. 

What are we supposed to do? 





Tonight seems like the night 

That I should just give up the fight 

Tired of trying to make everything seem right 



In a branch in a tree 

They're looking sadly down on me 

The moral of the story's still a mystery