You Don't Know

Oh, you know?

Really?

What exactly do you know?

I know that you're hurting, alright?

I am, too

Do you wake up in the morning and need help to lift your head?

Do you read obituaries and feel jealous of the dead?

It's like living on a cliffside, not knowing when you'll dive

Do you know, do you know what it's like to die alive?

When a world that once had colour fades to white and grey and black

When tomorrow terrifies you, but you'll die if you look back

You don't know

I know you don't know

You say that you're hurting

It sure doesn't show

You don't know

It lays me so low

When you say, "Let go"

And I say, "You don't know"

The sensation that you're screaming, but you never make a sound

Or the feeling that you're falling, but you never hit the ground

It just keeps on rushing at you day-by-day-by-day-by-day

You don't know, you don't know what it's like to live that way

Like a refugee, a fugitive forever on the run

If it gets me, it will kill me, but I don't know what I've done