thinking harder and harder as the days go by take me back to the times when I tried to die living minute to minute to hour as I keep you in my eye I've found the perfect meaning in life at least that's what I thought or maybe I just ain't meant to be here I was told when I get older I'd be the best tonight ill be and tomorrow be but I can't be thebest if I don't know how to be me your taking my feelings and I'm suffering anxiously so get to the point or just get away from me my anxious soul grows to the Point where I become reckless and I use my mind to hide the tide the truth away from myself I can't be the bigger man in my head my head is getting the best of me and I keep suffering anxiously can't hide away