i was told i live what more reason must i give must i make the case to be alive to be at the brink treading water til i sink how could that but how could that be why will my history beat me down and change me time will tell the future s not implied if it s win or lose is it really mine to choose how could that but how could that be why but when it come s right down to it you never know never know never know call it survival i ll take it to breadsticks baby you ll never know tend to mow i m in the road right from the jungle ooh set us up who s the designer what a tragedy all of the trust in this broken world won t make it all right no it s not enough don t sing my tune give me a love song cause i get so disillusioned baby i want to be back in your arms what can i do to get through all i ve said is i d add a change if we re turning the page baby we re just stuck oh it s not it enough