you got a hole inside your heart    bigger than what you could ever hide    and people stop and look right through    saying something must have torn you, just torn you apart    and in the morning you get dressed    you put your make up on and wait for something to change    'cause the day you stop trying, well thats the day you start dying       look out look out    your dreams are dripping down your soul like alcohol    you better pick 'em up real quick    you better make something o' this    'cause you're not here to sing anybody else's goddam dream    no , you're not here to sing anybody else's goddam dream       you walk the same streets everyday    but the faces see that you're just following something    you follow follow everything down    just follow follow everything down       look out look out    your dreams are dripping down your soul like alcohol    you better pick 'em up real quick    you better make something o' this    look out look out    the sky is falling on it's knees again and it    will tell you everything you really really thought you had to be    but you're not here to sing anybody else's goddam dream    no , you're not here to sing anybody else's goddam dream