Sympathetic Scenery

I have found myself on the razor-sharp edge

Of not, wanting to live but being too afraid to die

Why do the sunniest days always seem to be

The days when I could really use some sympathetic scenery

Cuz it's storming in my heart right now

My mind feels like a raincloud

There are little bolts of lightning

And my thoughts are thundering loud

I know that the answers aren't at the end of the bottle

And I know I may never be a perfect role model

Been known to put my angels to the test

Gonna wake up again tomorrow and do my best

Everybody gets this way sometimes

And everything still always works out fine

What the hell's with second verses man?

They never come as easily as the first ones seem to be

Do hearts heal? Or do they just move on?

Does anybody care about my shitty fuckin' songs?

Is pain real? Or is it in our heads?

And why does it all go away when someone's in my bed?

Why do we die?

Why do I cry

Myself to sleep alone at night?

Should I just laugh until daylight?

I know that the answers aren't at the end of the bottle

I know I may never be a perfect role model

Been known to put my angels to the test

Gonna wake up again tomorrow and do my best

Cuz everybody gets this way sometimes

And everything still always works out fine

Everything still always works out fine

Everything is gonna be just fine