Why am I so tired?
I hide it well, but it hurts more each day
If I told, would that even help?
No, gotta seem strong and intact

After all, it’ll change tomorrow
Something new will come
There will be a breakthrough
Life won’t be as hard tomorrow

No, no, you’ve lost the romance life once had
The smile on your face under the light-veiled trees
There was a hope to your step, governing your heart
But now it’s gone, so it seems

Where did it go?
Am I making it all up in my head?
Seems a lot of nonsense for a man of my age
Hormones are wacky and figuring it out

That’s it, you’re just a cliche
What part of your life has ever been hard?
Depressed? Yeah, right
Typical generational propaganda

I don’t really care enough to care
I’m just saying I’m tired, maybe a little depressed
Though that word holds a power I’d rather ignore
So I’m just tired, alright?

Just a tired, young man on his way to the grave