I'm running out of reasons for caring about the other half

I think my half wants a little more pride

I'm running out of reasons for sharing sometimes I can't think of one

I'm running out of faces that I can call familiar

Hey man I'm running out of friends

That I can call at all

How long have I been sleeping, why the hell am I awake

It seems just to stand here is overkill

If I bend any farther, I swear that I'll break

And I think you should let me

It all seems so perfect, yet

Some people, some people get lonely

Some people they just grow older, and scared of a little pain

And we people, we cause a commotion

We didn't mean to be confused, we didn't mean to be alive

And we don't want to be standing here, standing here

How long have we been sleeping, why the hell are we awake

It seems just to stand here is overkill