Woorden: The Used. The Used. On My Own.

See all those people on the ground wasting time
Try to hold it all inside but just for tonight
The top of the world sitting here wishing
The things I've become that something is missing
Maybe I, but what do I know

And now, it seems that I have found nothing at all
Wanna hear your voice out loud solitude, solitaire
Slow it down
Without it all, I'm choking on nothing
It's clear in my head and I'm screaming for something
Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all

On my own
On my own
On my own
I'm on my own
I'm on my own

Without it all, I'm choking on nothing
It's clear in my head and I'm screaming for something
Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all

On my own
On my own
On my own