People live on the edge
What they’re doing free
And looking back
it’s always just the same old tragedy
Every time I tried, it wasn’t hard enough
And even if it was
I don’t think that words speak loud enough
you thought they were coming from love
In this little town
You see a thousand lives get torn up and turned around
whooo-o-o-oaa
I can see your heart still beating from underground
whooo-o-o-oaa
Another day goes by but nothing changes
so we suffer by ourselves
You see a friend and not looking good
but they say they’re doing well
I can see the pain where I’m at
but I can’t hear the lies
the silence sets in and the sorrow begins
when another good kid dies
Disgruntled hearts
misguided youth
forgotten souls
only they will know the truth
With open eyes
we will rise again
so we raise our glass
to the fallen kin