i built my life like my bike on a rigid frame
so nothing bends it only breaks into pieces and pieces
i waited for hope to arrive but it never came
leaving me with only pain inside
holding on is harder than it seems
when you’re reaching for so much more
seems so much easier to just give in
when you’re reaching for so much more
another wasted saturday so here i stay
where nothing seems to ever change anyway hey
all this hype about life bein’ great
where’s the love for me these days
i’m goin’ off the deep end
