I am a wreck behind sunglasses,
a materialistic junkie in his own world
a kid that won’t grow up,
lost in never ending responsibilty

it’s just me and you against the rest
we’ll always be fighting a losing battle

cutting deeper every time
I’ll be baring my soul before long
I sense it in the way they mock
that they don’t care and never have

it’s just me and you against the rest
we’ll always be fighting a losing battle

staring at the phone, willing it to ring
your voice will heal it all,
your arms will block them out
if only you weren’t so far away

it’s just me and you against the rest
we’ll always be fighting a losing battle

I need to get away
to get away
to get away
to get away
to get away
I want to end it all