| What am I worth? |
| I’ve been wondering
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| Since birth, have I done anything?
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| For what it’s worth, I’d give everything
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| On this earth, to make you proud of me
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| Life is so long unless you die young
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| I’m 21 with this gun on my tongue
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| Mom, are you there?
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| Dad, are you proud?
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| Blood on my hands, call that a hand me down
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| Shaking at night
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| Crying alone
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| You’re sleeping tight, safe in our home
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| These circumstances have got me so low
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| But this is the only way I’ve ever known
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| High tides crashing under the moon tonight
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| And I know that nothing will be alright
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| And I hope that you get to see me shine
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| Before I’m at your grave crying out «goodbye»
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| I’m choking on words that I just can’t describe
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| It’s hard to lie when I look in your eyes
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| A shell of your former self
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| I know you’re in need of help
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| Your health is declining as time passes by
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| I’m in denial and tensions are high
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| I just wanna know what went wrong
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| But I’m pretty sure this is my fault
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| The pills kill the pain within, they ease you inside
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| You’re not the mother that sang lullabies to me
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| You give me anxiety
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| I know that this most likely just won’t change
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| I guess it’s better off this way
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| High tides crashing under the moon tonight
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| And I know that nothing will be alright
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| And I hope that you get to see me shine
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| Before I’m at your grave crying out «goodbye»
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| High tides crashing under the moon tonight
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| And I know that nothing will be alright
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| And I hope that you get to see me shine
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| Before I’m at your grave crying out «goodbye» |