Tonight I'm sewing up my bleeding heart It's what I wanted It's what I need We fight We fight until the healing starts I could have told it But I couldn't read I'm not good at making small So I'm leaving I'm not your critic I'm a believer American cynic I'm just a dreamer Alright I'm tired of all the fuss and shine Yeah, I lost the feeling And I lost the truth My mind Is making up a waste of time No, we couldn't steal it Couldn't make you whole I'm not good at making small So I'm leaving I'm not your critic I'm a believer American cynic I'm just a dreamer I'm not your critic I'm a believer American cynic I'm just a dreamer