(Featuring Stephan Christian of Anberlin)

It's a start of a new year,
And as always, things are exactly the same
I'm watching my closest get so far from me,
And I've never felt so alone

I said all I could say,
Not a single thing has changed
I left them here to doubt me,
They laugh, and then they leave
I've realized now I'll never become anything

Another long night of being strung out and alone
Another night of hearing things
And having messed up dreams
Another day of rejection
The people I love seem to be giving up on me

So, yes, it's true,
I'm snorting lines off of the same books that I read
And I dream of living in late night kitchen conversations
So now you know, I try to soak up inspiration any way I can
And if it's so hard to believe what I say,
Then I should stop speaking

Another long night of being strung out and alone
Another night of hearing things
And having messed up dreams
Another day of rejection
The people I love seem to be giving up on me

(Products of poverty)

Just learn to love yourself
Just forget everything else,
And learn to love yourself
Just forget everything else,
And learn to love yourself

Another long night of being strung out and alone
Another night of hearing things
And having messed up dreams
Another day of rejection
The people I love seem to be giving up on me

Another long night of being strung out and alone
Another night of hearing things
And having messed up dreams
Another day of rejection
The people I love seem to be giving up on me