If you leave would you take hold of this cancer that's in me
i won't need it anymore - i think you know what i mean
this tiny spot inside my heart that was meant to house a star has grown cold
i've seen it happen a million times before - just never to me
i guess some things are just the way they are
carousels should run straight ahead and never have to stop
broken dreams should be the ones where you get to wake up
i'm all for learning life's hard lessons but enough is enough
i'm feeling old
i've seen it happen a million times before
I'll surely run around when my head is gone
i should've worn this crown of fools the first time i said hello
and it's true that time can ease your mind but head
and heart can travel different roads
so be careful. that you don't grow cold