Broke and hungry, looking for loose change
Among the dust beneath my furniture
You all call me crazy for living the way that I do,
And for trying to attempt the impossible
Well, I call you blind

Because I always dreamed and always rose
To the thought of filling the stadium shows
I'm doing this with or without you
I can't abandon the will
Or choose to leave this life I live
You might as well kill me,
Because I'd rather die than lose

Spent my last dime on the vending machine
In this old abandoned recording studio
But I know that this time,
We can rebuild the foundations again,
Just you and I

Because I always dreamed and always rose
To the thought of filling the stadium shows
I'm doing this with or without you
I can't abandon the will
Or choose to leave this life I live
You might as well kill me,
Because I'd rather die than lose

(I thought this would be done by now)