Crowned King - Each And Everyday Lyrics
What's the point of thisI've got the graveyard shiftAnd it's my life and I'm sick of itSo I'm a pessimist, and I'm an analystI get hope but it falls with the crack of a wristMaybe I was hungry for the fallOr maybe I was right and you were wrongBut I don't have the strength to find a wayTo have you in my arms for say even an hour, or even a dayAnd yet still I fight to find a wayTo fight this problem that hurts me each and every dayEverything is a little bit clearer nowAnd everything is a little bit harder nowYet still I try to change your mindEverything is a little bit clearer nowAnd everything is a little bit harder nowWhy can't I just say good-byeSo why all the pain, why all the fussMaybe it's because I lose all train of thoughtEvery time I think of usAnd so I make my ways and I waste my days in the search for something newI'm a pessimist and an analyst and I don't know what to do