(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