Way Out Here

If you want to leave me
Will you leave me in the mud?
And think of me some evening
In the evening of our lives

'Cause the way my hand keeps changing
And I just need a little time
'Cause the sentiment of feelings
Leads to ordinary lives and I want mine
If you want to keep me
Will you help keep me alive?

'Cause suicide's too esay
And there's too much on my mind
'Cause the way our hand won't change
Until I stop asking why
Oh, the sentiment of feelings
Lead to ordinary lives and I want mine