Well I'm counting down the days.
Until you say that we can talk again
And then try to reason.
Please don't hang up now.
I just need a moment.
I've cried my last I swear.
So please hear me out.
And I just can't wait for tomorrow
To feel alright about myself.
And I always wait for tomorrow.
Tomorrow is my whole life.
If I can make it through the next five minutes
I might be (be alright tonight).
But just one night, for just one night.
Never again will I be content.
It's not alright, it's not alright.
It's a conflict between my:
My head. My heart. My...
And I just can't wait for tomorrow
To feel alright about myself.
And I always wait for tomorrow.
Tomorrow is my whole life.
My head. My heart. My hands.
Sinking never felt so right to me before.
Because I know you would push me down.
Please just tell me, "Maybe we can work this out."
Because I can't take this anymore.
You say it's alright.
It's not alright. It's not alright. It's not alright.
