...all the while the stars are slowly seperating

I’m sick and tired of the way that I feel
I’m sick of dreaming and it’s never for real
I’m all alone with my deep thoughts
I’m all alone with my heartache and my good intentions

I work to eat and drink and sleep just to live
Feels like I’m never getting back what I give
I’ve got a sad song in my sweet heart
And all I really ever need is some love and attention 

And I don’t want to cry my whole life through
I want to do some laughing too
So come on, come on, come on, come on, laugh with me 
And I don’t want to die without shaking up a leg or two
Yeah, I want to do some dancing too
So come on, come on, come on, come on, dance with me

Sometimes you’ve just got to make it for yourself
Sometimes, sugar, it just takes someone else
Sometimes you’ve just got to make it for yourself
Sometimes, baby, you just need someone else

It was in the march of the winter I turned seventeen
That I bought those pills
I thought I would need
And I wrote a letter to my family
Said it’s not your fault
And you’ve been good to me
Just lately I’ve been feeling
Like I don’t belong
Like the ground’s not mine to walk upon
And I’ve heard that music
Echo through the house
Where my grandmother drank
By herself
And I sat watching a flower
As it was withering
I was embarrassed by its honesty
So I’d prefer to be remembered as a smiling face
Not this fucking wreck
That’s taken its place