I got used to feeling lonely
My spirit always down
The grass was getting greener
But my winter was coming `round
I was in a crowd and frightened
Talking to myself a promise that was empty
I chased it `round and `round
I was fighting back the anger
I defied the winning smile
I had trouble I had plenty
Seems I was getting up
To get kicked down
I got no use for you
If you`re only out to treat me unkind
Hold on to this promise
Treat me good and I`ll treat you right
Let it last forever
Until we die until we die