all alone and i can t calm the screaming i need to know need a reason for dreaming i ve been living a life that i can t be trusted trying to figure out figure out what it s all about and how it s all supposed to be i listened to the wind i tried to read the waves always nothing nothing comes don t say these words don t count for anything i guess it s all a waste whoa and i said that sometimes i can feel it like a friend s whispering a secret showing me the paths of all our energies cause i ve got this burning inside that sense there s nowhere to go hide well so be so be it don t say these words don t count for anything i guess it s all a waste life is overrated and the story s missing pages i guess i can t be saved it s just this feeling i can t be saved no time for dreaming i can t be saved wish i could see it i can t be saved  don t say these words don t count for anything i guess it s all a waste life is overrated and the story s missing pages i guess i can t be saved i can t be saved i can t be saved