I've wanted a few things here and there
Every once in awhile I find something to compare
But when I peel back the skin and beauty on the glass
I realize it's broken and should be left in the past
Nothing ever lasts

I've got a clear mind most of the time
But every now and then it's really hard to find
If I knew what I was looking for I'd know where to start
But I'm too young to understand the language of my heart
Nothing should be this hard

Sometimes, all you ever need is a little peace and quiet
And then, before you know it, you're paralyzed by it
Pounding on the walls just to make a little noise
Like the sound of rapid fire or the sound of her voice
Nothing's a better choice

I wish I could put all my thoughts into words
Instead they pile up and drag me through the dirt
Where is everything that I remember to be good?
I would trade it in a minute for some peace of mind if I could
Nothing sounds pretty good

Fighting back the urges that possess me every night
I've got to find a reason to hold onto tonight
Like a place to go or someone else to know
Life may fly away but lately I've been going slow
Nothing left to go