Pull this blanket off of me
Maybe it'll help me see
The things I believe to be true...
I'm paying for what should be free
But I don't buy what they're telling me
And I wanna believe in you...
It gets hard sticking to your guns
When everybody's having fun
Makes me wanna run,
I don't know what to do
Not everything is what it seems
Maybe these boys don't have dreams
I can't blame 'em,
Some dreams are worse than the truth.