I'm on a journey for an answer, the truest of them all.
I won't stop until I get one, no matter how I fall.
these days I seem to spend more time searching, and less time believing in what is.
But by believing in what isn't I can only beat my fists,
off of buildings, off of mountains, off of concrete, in the air...
I don't really care what it hits or if people stop and stare,
at the fits that I am throwing with my humiliation to share...
Oh, I'm Screaming I can't breathe in a love that isn't fair...
I'm walking toward the answer, I don't know what it will be.
I can't say that I don't love you, you can't say you don't love me.
they see us holding hands while we walk down the street.
But they don't see behind the door, they don't see what's underneath,
They don't know that inside both of us we can only weep.
I wish that we could help each other out,
but we can only fight,
and baby that's too much to take.
These days we seem to spend more time, Oh believing in what was there.
I don't know that it is gone, but it's time that we decide,
If we want to spend our lives in the wonderment of the things that we deny.
that we fight, and we ignore, and we're in emotional despair.
I think that we are depending on a love that isn't there.
Oh it's hard for me to tell you this, it's hard, I know you care.
If it is the end, honey know I care about you, that I swear.
Oh it's not that I don't want this relationship to work.
I hate that I have doubts, I hate that I'm a mess
That's why I'm searching. Praying. That I find the answer.
The answer that fits best.