walking downtown tonight
all these empty eyes
hungry, staring
Dull for all the flashing lights
Looks like hell and neon heights
wanting, blaring
and he says I should care about life, but
why should I?
I'm just a memory.
why should I?
I'm just a story youll never hear.
sitting alone, at home, and
The TV's flashing its death and fire
Shes not saying a word, on the phone and
my heart is getting kind of tired
outside my window,
teenage lovers kiss
but what they dont know,
love is more pain than bliss
and he says I should care about it, but
why should I?
I'm just a memory.
why should I?
I'm just a story you'll never hear.
I know I can't give up, but I do,
inside
Theres a tiny voice
screaming, yelling
Its wrong to look at all of you,
dead and alive
Theres a final choice,
Im moving, selling
And he says that he cares, and that I should too
but I'm not going anywhere, cause
why should I?
I'm just a memory.
why should I?
I'm just a story youll never hear.
Its looking down
A desolate, cold hole
it's sounding out
Numbers dancing for my soul
Words that she cant pronounce
were desperate, alone
just trying to get by, and
why should I?
I'm just a memory.
why should I?
I'm just a story youll never hear...