Whatcha know about losing something
That you never even had to begin with?
I’m talkin’ ‘bout that feelin’ when you want it really bad
That if you didn’t have it you would go a little mad
You always work, work until you can’t
Prayed that meant you would be a success
You could almost taste, taste it on your tongue
I’m talkin’ ‘bout that feelin’ when you want it really bad
That if you didn’t have it you would go a little-
I’m talkin’ ‘bout that feelin’ when you want it really bad
That if you couldn’t have it you would go a little-
I’ll never stop dreaming
Even, even if it hurts
Call me insane, insane, insane
Call me insane
I won’t stop
I can’t get enough
I’ve loved
I’ve lost
I’m not giving up
Put me
Through hell
But I’ll get back up
Can’t talk
Like that
There’s no going back
Dust it off
Run again
Till we’re back on track
I won’t stop
I can’t get enough
