I'm not sure I'm going back
To this worthy living high that keeps on going on
Think we are slipping through the cracks
Feeling like there is really nothing more to be done, done, done

Maybe let's accept the facts
Is it really worth our time trying to make it right?
I'm not sure that I'm going back
Feeling like there is nothing more to be done, done, done

Cry cry cry cry
Cry cry cry cry
Cry cry cry cry
Cry cry cry cry

Cry cry cry cry
Cry cry cry cry
Cry cry cry cry

Talk about it over a thousand times
We swear we'll make it work, but then things just die

Talk about it over a thousand times
We swear we'll make it work, but then things just die

Cry cry cry cry
Cry cry cry cry
Cry cry cry cry

I am not sure that I am going back
To this worthy living high that keeps on going on