Is there something wrong with me?
Ripping through the walls
Tearing at the doors of education

Not that it's my fault
I just can't help but sort
Through the pieces

Secluded from the !@^%
I focus at the board-I'm out of focus
CHORUS

There must be a way
There's got to be a way to overcome this
It's these words and music

That keeps me living, keeps me breathing
It may not be much
But this is all I got

And I'm smiling
It all seems so pointless
The hours seem so endless

And for what?
I'd rather be working


Breaking my back doing something
CHORUS
At least I have my brothers, my band and my lover

What more could I need?
I buried my friend the other day
And I saw my life in a different way

It was a cold afternoon for a funeral
I did not shed a tear as I watched the snow fall
Is there something wrong with me?

When did I become this empty?
As I gazed down at his grave
I knew that someday I'd end up

That way!