Everything ends early.
Nothing ever lasts.
One minute you're on top of the world.
The next, you're walking on broken glass.
You remember the first time you came.
They welcomed you fast
Everything was perfect.
But that is the past.
Now you sit, cradling you head in your hands.
Trying to hide the pain in your mask.
You wonder the streets,
all alone in the grey overcast.
You heart has broken,
and there is no cast.
The tragedy, it seems unending I'm watching everyone I looked up to break and bending
We're taking shortcuts and false solutions Just to come out the hero
And the worst part is Before it gets any better We're headed for a cliff And in the free fall I will realize I'm better off When I hit the bottom
- Paramore