It's too late, I'm too slow,
The good life, Like I'd know?
Everything can't be right all the time,
What would life be like without losing your mind?
Most of my friends leave and they go,
They can't help me, I'm just too low,
Why lend a hand and say everything is fine?
I guess for them that'd be like committing a crime.
I'm sorry I'm down, I didn't want you to know,
I tried and I tried to keep everything at home,
I don't want you to know that I'm hurting and alone,
I don't want you to know that I can only feel the cold but,
Without sadness we can't be happy.
Without darkness there'd be no light,
Without hate we'd feel no love,
And for this, I know I'm right.