Yelling at the gray moody sky
Screaming at the world
Baby, why'd you go away
I'm still your babe
Holding on too tight
Remember fews lays I made just remember
Dysfunctional has a way of hiding itself
When it's sitting right next to you on the couch
Think I stay too much single, looking again
Looking for fun, but it's pretend
Why do I try to fit in
Wasn't raised religious
But I wish that I was ...