Из альбома: The Chair in the Doorway
My head is on fire
Alone in the dark
The bed gives no comfort
I’m falling apart
My dreams have no answers
They’re only the start
Don’t you come to me with your stories
About your hard times
You want me to feel sorry
You got yours
I got mine
What good is courage?
When you’re all by yourself
Would it be easier, to be someone else?
Don’t you come to me with your stories
About your hard times
You want me to feel sorry
You got yours
I got mine
There’s no happy ending
Where things turn out fine
So stop all your pretending
You got yours
I got mine
There’s no happily ever after
There’s no happily ever
Don’t you come to me with stories
About your hard times
You want me to feel sorry
You got yours
I got mine
There’s no happy ending
Where things turn out fine
So stop all your pretending
You got yours
I got mine
I got mine