Testo di Each And Everyday

what's the point of this i've got the graveyard shift and it's my life and i'm suck of it so i'm a pessimist, and i'm an analyst i get hope but it falls with the crack of a wrist maybe i was hungry for the fall or maybe i was right and you were wrong but i don't have the strength to find a way to have you in my arms for say even an hour, or even a day and yet still i fight to find a way to fight this problem that hurts me each and everyday everything is a little bit clearer now and everything is a little bit harder now yet i still try to change your mind everything is a little bit clearer now and everything is a little bit harder now why can't i just say good-bye so why all the pain why all the fuss maybe it's because i lose all train of thought everytime i think of us and so i make my ways and waste my days in the search for something new i'm a pessimist and an analyst and i don't know what to do