You try to tell me that I'm the one who's changing,
when it's really just the world around me rearranging.
You try to tell me that I'm the one who's broken,
well the words you're looking for have already been spoken.

I could give away all of my money,
and I could throw away all of my dreams,
but it won't stop the war thats inside me.
...It's never as simple as it seems.