More Than Alive

Well, I'm an angry young man And I don't understand What I'm supposed to try to do You know, I don't know much anyway So I get it all out, then you turn it around I found out what you mean to me You know I don't care much anyway But I write it all down in a three minute tragedy Just to hope and pray that it somehow Gets on through to you But I don't need you to do a demonstration Just to show how it works And I don't have to bang my head against it I already know that it hurts I want to be more than alive Faith is waiting at a cold bus stop And Hope is deciding to walk Getting there used to be just to hear you talk There's a beauty in not knowing when Something is supposed to end She sends postcards to him every single day From her head But a bridge is the fear of the water that lies below And the walls that I raise are not from The bricks you throw, no, I've built a road The emptiness that's filling up inside you Is from the things that I miss And if you wanted no affiliation It could've been more than this Well, I'm an angry young man And I don't understand What you're trying to do to me You know, I don't owe anything to you