My blood comes from a scab I picked too early And my sweat comes from Global warming in February My tears flow freely for the life I could've had, I should've had I just wanna feel again I just wanna be, be, be, be, be Be, be, be, be again Maybe the light at the end of The tunnel is just a train I gotta face head on see if I If I come out standing The problem with trying too hard Is that you didn't try hard enough Not to try at all They want you to need them Til' you do and then you're needy I just wanna live again I just wanna breathe, breathe, breathe Breathe, breathe, breathe Breathe, breathe, breathe again Maybe the light at the end of The tunnel is just a train I gotta face head on see if I If I come out standing