I walk the line of the disappointed
I celebrate when I'm in pain
My heart and mind can be disjointed
And I built a bed in this hole I made

I recognize that I'm damaged
I sympathize that you are too
But I wanna breathe without feelin' so self-conscious
But it's hard when the world's starin' at you

Another piece of the puzzle, it doesn't fit
You throw your arms up, you're so fuckin' sick of it
What are you working for? What are you searching for?
Love

You won't be thinkin' of causes
You're on your death bed and dyin'
You'll only be thinkin' of what you are paying for
What you are praying for, love

You join the line of the getting richer
You keep your face but it's moving slow
You are defined by all that you have hoarded
But you're surprised it doesn't fill up the hole

Another piece of the puzzle, it doesn't fit
You throw your arms up, you're so fuckin' sick of it
What are you coping for? What are you hoping for?
Love

You won't be thinkin' of causes
You're on your death bed and dyin'
You'll only be thinkin' of what you are paying for
What you are praying for, love

I'll never be what I see on the TV screen
I just keep dreaming of what I'm never gonna be
I can't think of a better way to waste my time than try

Another piece of the puzzle, it doesn't fit
You throw your arms up, you're so fuckin' sick of it
What are you hurting for? What are you searching for?
Love, love, love, love

You won't be thinkin' of causes
You're on your death bed and dyin'
You'll only be thinkin' of what you are paying for
What you are praying for, love, love, love, love

You won't be thinkin' of causes
You're on your death bed and dyin'
You'll only be thinkin' of what are you workin' for
What are you waitin' for?

Writer : TIMOTHY PRICE, EMMA ANZAI, SHIMON MOORE, ANTONINA ARMATO
Copyright : Lyrics © DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUB LLC OBO ANTONINA SONGS