Do you wake up in the morning And need help to lift your head? Do you read obituaries And feel jealous of the dead? It's like living on a cliffside Not knowing when you'll dive Do you know Do you know What it's like to die alive? When a world that once had color Fades to white and grey and black When tomorrow terrifies you But you'll die if you look back You don't know I know you don't know You say that you're hurting It sure doesn't show You don't know It lays me so low When you say let go And I say You don't know The sensation that you're screaming But you never make a sound Or the feeling that you're falling But you never hit the ground It just keeps on rushing at you Day by day by day by day You don't know You don't know What it's like to live that way Like a refugee, a fugitive Forever on the run If it gets me, it will kill me But I don't know what I've done