There must be another way to satisfaction    One that won’t kill me on the way    For I’m losing all my traction    Will I ever love another day    And it makes it hard to walk straight line    When people are standing on your toes    And I can’t say that I’m not doing fine    But the urgency grows    And my conscience knows    5 35 in the morning and counting    Seeing it all so clear    So why haven’t I the strength to heed my own warnings    When I feel so cold here    And it makes to play in the straight time   When people are demanding your soul    And I can’t that I’m not doing fine    But I still feel a hole    And I’m not I’m not your hero       Don’t in always seem to go that you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone