Your worth is of no real question
It doesn't matter when the Sun is setting
I don't think I'll ever really learn my lesson
Because what I'm giving is better than what I'm getting
These words, the feelings you brew up in my gut
Can't be weighed out and properly dissected
I'm in a rut, was in a rut, will always be in a rut
I just hope it turns out after all this time I've invested

Because, because, because
When the Sun is rising
Because, because, because
I'll never stop fighting
I've got no choice in the matter
Just promise me you'll never stop whining
Because
I cherish those little whimpers like nothing else