I grow sick and tired of the world at times
How many dreams I have
And I awake in realization
Nobody really cares
Even the god they teach is loving

I only want to be

And its too much to ask

I grow sick and tired of doing the right thing
At the right time in the right way
And being shown that it's all wrong
That no matter how I try
It cannot be enough

I only want to be
Happy

And its too much too ask

I grow weary and despondent
How many times I lose
How many things I've lost
My empty hands attest to this
My broken heart, my emptiness

I only want to be
Happy
To be loved

And it's too much too ask