sitting in the dark of all the things i've got to do
staring at the same damn walls inside
waiting for the break within this trend i've grown to mind
and finding nothing but my own damn broken pride
something has got to give
no melody gets sung off-beat forever
and maybe if we pretend to believe
we'll start to see our hells behold a heaven
but it's gonna be tough
for my eyes to see the prize
cuz it's never enough
when the ideal is unrealized
gathering my thoughts with lots questions and complaints
that i can't express without restraint
answer each and every question someone
so everything can start to go my way
something has got to give
no melody gets sung off-beat forever
and maybe if we pretend to believe
we'll start to see our hells behold a heaven
but it's gonna be tough
for my eyes to see the prize
cuz it's never enough
when the ideal is unrealized
punished by the guilt of failed attempts to dodge regret
and somehow each new day is one more step
closer to the end of a one-way endless bend
spiraling out of nowhere and into nothing
and it's gonna be tough
for my eyes to see the prize
cuz it's never enough
when the ideal is unrealized
and it's gonna be tough
for my eyes to see the prize
but i'll never give up
on my ideals, my demise