Why do we treat ourselves this way?
When you look at me do you see the same thing I see?
Sorrow, depression, low self-esteem
Let my poor self-image get the best of me
And if tomorrow never came
No one here would remember me
The wind would blow, the sun will shine
It's just another lousy day
I wonder is there hope for me
With everybody screaming whoa-oh-oh-oh-whoa-oh
It breaks my heart that he's that way
Shut down in self dismay
He won't be here tomorrow if something doesn't change
The rest of the world always seems so strange
The faces I once remember were friends to me
Have forged a new direction, a mislead way
Leaving by the wayside no one else but me
And if tomorrow never came
No one here would remember me
The wind would blow. the sun will shine
It's just another lousy day
I wonder is there hope for me
With everybody screaming whoa-oh-oh-oh-whoa-oh
It breaks my heart that he's that way
Shut down in self dismay
He won't be here tomorrow if something doesn't change
