Come one and all and see the broken man talking to himself

He sits and waits for something better he'll never find it here

The people touch his hair and pinch his cheek; he can't even feel it

There it goes again he's listening to someone

He hears the bitter laughter

And all he wants to know is

Why does any of it matter （I can't take it anymore）

You've gotta try the inhale that makes the exhale so much better

He wipes his hands on anything in reach he never feels clean

He shakes at night because his nerve is gone every muscle hurts

Come one and all and see what happened that broken man is me

There it goes again I can hear it louder

It doesn't feel good anymore

All I want to know is

Why does any of it matter （I can't take it anymore）

You've gotta try the inhale that makes the exhale so much better

*NOW I KNOW I DISAPPEAR

I CAN'T FIND MY WAY FROM OUT OF HERE

EVERYTHING IS FADING ON ME

SOMEONE TELL ME* someone tell me

Someone tell me

Why does any of it matter （I can't take it anymore）

You've gotta try the inhale that makes the exhale so much better

WHY

WHY

YOU GOTTA TRY

TRY