Oh, some years, some months, and some days Are hard to take Yeah, some laughs, some smiles, and some games Are hard to fake Agitation, need for information Obsessions, heightened senses Loss of sleep, decreased appetite You could keep trying But what's the meaning? What's the truth? And in a moment of nothing There's nothing for you to do Things keep coming back to the one I haven't been here in oh so many nights In looking to the future you always forget the start The middle kind of takes you apart There's nothing left of you to stay Oh, some years, some months, and some days Are hard to take Now we find when it's time that Some promises are hard to make To create something out of passion for your craft Is wholly a personal experience And nobody has the right to tell you What to do with your product Difficulty concentrating Morbid thoughts or actions No interest in activities that you once enjoyed Just to make it easier never take it to heart So you could try to pin on me anything that you want I could become invisible You could cover the scars And even if we took it that far It wouldn't make it go away And it's trial, and it's error, but that's life So all of this time was not a waste To swear that I wouldn't die most every night You know some habits are so hard to break (No, don't change your mind Oh, change your mind)