Try

Tell my parents that I made it
That all their hopes for me werent wasted
Tell my friends that Im ok now
Felt better to burn up than to fade out
I get caught up empty dreaming
Spilling blood in old arenas
And the more I thrash the more I sink
Ive stopped holding out for anything
Maybe all you can hope for is a kind face when you die
And someone to leave the light on when youre coming home at night
I dont know if thats love but Im liking it alright
And Id kind of like to be yours if youd like to let me try
Maybe this is how this thing ends
When youre too sick of it to pretend
Theres more to life than chasing these highs
Strung on illusions in your mind
Maybe theres no use in changing
You turn around but head the same way
And the more you search the less you find
I got my doubts and thats alright
Maybe all you can hope for is a kind face when you die
And someone to leave the light on when youre coming home at night
I dont know if thats love but Im liking it alright
And Id kind of like to be yours if youd like to let me try
Mmm, mmm, mmmmmmm
Maybe all you can hope for is a kind face when you die
And someone to leave the light on when youre coming home at night
I dont know if thats love but Im liking it alright
And Id kind of like to be yours if youd like to let me try