I try, but I never win.
I make others happy,
but I'm in the moon light
getting the reflection in
my eyes for you.
It all started from me.
I gave every one of you
something.... And you
just threw it away,
said it was all on your own.
I shouldn't try anymore.
Because it shows that you
don't care.
So why should I?
That's what happens when
you're too caring.
All you want is others to feel
great about themselves.
But
has anyone done that lately for you?
You're better off alone,
you're better off alone.
Where no one can judge you by your looks.
In a place where you can call someone,
anyone "sweetie" and not get
an odd look in return.
Somewhere far away where
it's never gloomy out, always nice.
But I can't fine that place.
Because it's not real.
And never will be.
So now what?
Where to turn? No one doesn't
care anymore, nor did they ever.
I run threw these halls,
freezing all the people
who are passing by,
as I'm screaming.
It looks as if a music video
is taking place, but it's not,
it's real life.
You're better off alone,
you're better off alone.
As I'm running and screaming, I realize that
I'm getting nowhere fast.
I should be the better person here.
I'll take the stand and still care about every one of you.
Because it's my job.
Because I have nothing to lose.
And I'm still here, and that's all I can do.
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