People live on the edge What they’re doing free And looking back it’s always just the same old tragedy
Every time I tried, it wasn’t hard enough And even if it was I don’t think that words speak loud enough you thought they were coming from love
In this little town You see a thousand lives get torn up and turned around whooo-o-o-oaa I can see your heart still beating from underground whooo-o-o-oaa
Another day goes by but nothing changes so we suffer by ourselves You see a friend and not looking good but they say they’re doing well I can see the pain where I’m at but I can’t hear the lies the silence sets in and the sorrow begins when another good kid dies
Disgruntled hearts misguided youth forgotten souls only they will know the truth
With open eyes we will rise again so we raise our glass to the fallen kin