i can't sleep, i can't eat
if i give them what they want
then will they just let me be?
who i am; i'm not like them
im sick of nodding my head
at the things that i can't stand
this is it
all my friends
i've tried so hard but i cannot pretend
cross my heart, hope to make it out alive
their "helping hands" look more like suicide
if i dont make it out remember that i tried
cross my heart, hope to breath this time