hey mike i wish i could    help you figure something out   but it's been too long since we spoke   your sarcasm radiates unhappiness   so withdrawn and rooted deep inside      are you content at twenty seven   were you hopeful at seventeen   a void the size of oceans    stretches out between us   i guess our blood    is supposed to be a bridge   can you pull yourself up    from this self hatred   can you pull yourself up   frustrations driven you to angry dreams      let nebraska disappear    in golden flames of grain   i know you can't imagine    having company right now   there's a world of tired faces    who understand this pain   there's a better life    waiting on the outside   of these decaying walls      your bitterness doesn't surprise me   as these pointless days    go screaming by   rejected sour eyes    can't imagine blue skies   rejected sour eyes   can't imagine blue skies      i wish you could find something to live for   besides the agony    of bleeding towards the last breath   i truly believe that you want more than this    this is killing you   that what you want is very simple   somehow so complex to get   please don't hate yourself