The sad news came today   That you gave up   You quit   You're walking away   And you can't find the right words to say   That you are part of a ship that's sinking       We'll hang ourselves up with our broken dreams   Convince ourselves that we are no better than this   Our commitment's a sickness   We'll hang ourselves up with our broken dreams   And tell ourselves that we almost made it   Out commitment's a sickness      And they say that this, too, shall pass   But we're getting older with no closure or direction      We'll hang ourselves up with our broken dreams   Convince ourselves that we are no better than this   Our commitment's a sickness   We'll hang ourselves up with our broken dreams   And tell ourselves that we almost made it   Out commitment's a sickness      We'll hang ourselves with our dreams   We'll hang ourselves with doubt   We'll have ourselves with our dreams   We're always hanging on