I'm not sure I'm going back To this worthy living high that keeps on going on Think we are slipping through the cracks Feeling like there is really nothing more to be done, done, done Maybe let's accept the facts Is it really worth our time trying to make it right? I'm not sure that I'm going back Feeling like there is nothing more to be done, done, done Cry cry cry cry Cry cry cry cry Cry cry cry cry Cry cry cry cry Cry cry cry cry Cry cry cry cry Cry cry cry cry Talk about it over a thousand times We swear we'll make it work, but then things just die Talk about it over a thousand times We swear we'll make it work, but then things just die Cry cry cry cry Cry cry cry cry Cry cry cry cry I am not sure that I am going back To this worthy living high that keeps on going on