People will always worry,
           That doesn't make me hate it any less.
People will always worry,
                 But I don't have much of a choice I guess.
People will always worry,
                             I hate that word so, so much.
People will always worry,
                                        It just has a sour sort of touch.
People will always worry,
People will always worry,
People will always worry,
People will always worry,
                                         All because of that one night,
                                                                        When I tried to shut out the light.

I'm tired.
I'm tired of running towards
the same closed door every time.
You closed it
and I am unable to open it.
I tried
and it hurt.

I'm disheartened.
I'm disheartened from crashing against
the same huge wall every time.
You built it
and I am unable to climb it.
I tried
and it stung.

I'm sick.
I'm sick of racing after
the same fast car every time.
You drive it
and I am unable to catch up.
I tried
and it pained.

I'm sick and tired of trying,
of hurting
of the sting
of pain.
I'm sick and tired,
but I won't give up.

'Cause maybe one day
someone will open their door for me,
someone will help me climb their wall,
someone will stop and wait for me.
I won't give up.
Someone will.
Someday.

I want to heal, I really do.
                                                             But no matter what I can't get over you.
You bring up so many fears,
                                                 Some that I've been trying to get over for years.
How could I have just let you walk in,
                                                                          I hate you and your stupid grin.
I'm really just wanting to heal,
                                                                     But then again I don't want to feel.

there was always going to be something greater than my want
just look at us
i begged my hands and knees ******
still the universe said: don't
so here we aren't

What will it take for you to notice me?
I look right at you.
Then I look away.

What will it take for you to read my mind?
I'm thinking of a thousand ways I want to love you,
and they'll stay trapped inside my mind.

What will it take for you to know how you hurt me?
I want to make you feel what I felt,
but it hurts when I see you in pain.

What will it take for you to leave me alone?
I hate your unreadable face
but it's all I see.

I'd **** myself a thousand times
and fall down at your feet.
Your heart runs too fast for me to catch up and ask
What will it take?