Summer night on sixth street,
Walking down the avenue.
With patience as thin as an ice sheet,
Wondering in my mind what am I going to do.
Am I good enough,
To live on this Earth?
Am I truly loved?
Is it really worth going through all that agony and all that hurt?
In my eyes,
My body is slowly crashing down.
But all others see is just a bunch of lies,
I feel so lonely in this painful and dreary town.
If you want me to leave, I'll pack my bags,
I'll get on the road and just drive.
But the burdens you chained to me still drags,
Trying to get through one more night, to get through the end of this July.