and outside...the sky is falling
|
people dodging raindrops, staying dry
|
and inside, I never gave a damn 'bout those outside people anyway
|
and it hurt me, they don't even know I am
|
|
and inside...there's no rainbows
|
and inside, I try I try I try, try to clear my head
|
and outside...the rain is drying
|
and inside, we're dying
|
|
and in here, I'm staring at the rings my coffee cup has made on the table
|
and in here, I know I know I know, that this is as good as it gets
|
and in time I hope to be the one that talks about the other hand
|
and until then, I count the cracks on the wall
|
until it's time to lay my head
|
|
and inside...I play with shadows
|
and inside, I know I know I know, that I'll feel this way all day...all day
|
and outside, there's hope for trying, and inside I'm dying
|
|
you walk before me, and Lord knows I can't follow
|
you walk behind me and I don't think I can lead
|
you walk around me, please don't walk around me cause you know how dizzy I get
|
|
-----------------
|
Dizzy
|
| Matchbox 20 |
