More Than Alive
Well, I'm an angry young man
And I don't understand
What I'm supposed to try to do
You know, I don't know much anyway
So I get it all out, then you turn it around
I found out what you mean to me
You know I don't care much anyway
But I write it all down in a three minute tragedy
Just to hope and pray that it somehow
Gets on through to you
But I don't need you to do a demonstration
Just to show how it works
And I don't have to bang my head against it
I already know that it hurts
I want to be more than alive
Faith is waiting at a cold bus stop
And Hope is deciding to walk
Getting there used to be just to hear you talk
There's a beauty in not knowing when
Something is supposed to end
She sends postcards to him every single day
From her head
But a bridge is the fear of the water that lies below
And the walls that I raise are not from
The bricks you throw, no, I've built a road
The emptiness that's filling up inside you
Is from the things that I miss
And if you wanted no affiliation
It could've been more than this
Well, I'm an angry young man
And I don't understand
What you're trying to do to me
You know, I don't owe anything to you
And I don't understand
What I'm supposed to try to do
You know, I don't know much anyway
So I get it all out, then you turn it around
I found out what you mean to me
You know I don't care much anyway
But I write it all down in a three minute tragedy
Just to hope and pray that it somehow
Gets on through to you
But I don't need you to do a demonstration
Just to show how it works
And I don't have to bang my head against it
I already know that it hurts
I want to be more than alive
Faith is waiting at a cold bus stop
And Hope is deciding to walk
Getting there used to be just to hear you talk
There's a beauty in not knowing when
Something is supposed to end
She sends postcards to him every single day
From her head
But a bridge is the fear of the water that lies below
And the walls that I raise are not from
The bricks you throw, no, I've built a road
The emptiness that's filling up inside you
Is from the things that I miss
And if you wanted no affiliation
It could've been more than this
Well, I'm an angry young man
And I don't understand
What you're trying to do to me
You know, I don't owe anything to you
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholls John, Paul Brendan Julius, Jouni Makkonen, Timothy Patrick Dwyer
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