Maybe the grass is greener On the other side 'Cause it's always raining there I was born a dreamer But my dream life Turned out to be a nightmare I have heard it said that when One door closes God opens a window But I live on the Seventh floor So the metaphor Hits too close to home Every rope that I've ever been thrown Somehow ends up wrapped around my throat I've been trying to fight this on my own But I'm letting go Here comes my train of thoughts again And I'm tied down to the tracks I know there's no escaping it I guess I'll fade to black Here comes my train of thoughts again And I'm tied down to the tracks This really ain't no way to live I guess I'll fade to black Mocking death in every song To appear strong And laugh right in its face Like it hasn't come to call And taken all That I love away Every rope that I've ever been thrown Somehow ends up wrapped around my throat I've been trying to fight this on my own But I'm letting go Here comes my train of thoughts again And I'm tied down to the tracks I know there's no escaping it I guess I'll fade to black Here comes my train of thoughts again And I'm tied down to the tracks This really ain't no way to live I guess I'll fade to black I guess I'll fade to black I guess I'll fade to black I guess I'll fade to black I guess I'll fade to black I just want to tell you how much this hurts But I gotta make it rhyme People tell me that life goes on But somehow that makes it worse I mean I'm fine Yea I'm fine I'm just tired all the time