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I'm alright, I don't need your help The streets are so cold But your love is much colder Another day passes into the night Seventeen but I feel so much older Sometimes I think about the morning I left Broken glass and the screams of hysteria I don't know if I'll ever go back Middle class but it seems so much scarier I'm a hypocrite I can't sleep at night All I want is the best of both worlds Broken down again Lost my childhood But that happened a long time ago Mom, I saw a dead body today And he looked like he wasn't in pain I don't fall asleep I pass out every night Father, give me my old life I want to go to school Want to get a job You gave up on me much too easily What do I have left? Broken dreams of you What my home life would have been like From Letras Mania