The Road Less Travelled

I think you'd rather die
Than face the way you feel
Life's so hard and long
Your wounded heart won't heal
You've always tried to take
The road less traveled on
You've tried to make some sense of your life
And what went wrong

What does it matter
When no one's there
And you can't think of
A worse place to be?
Broken pieces
That's your life
There's not much for you
To look forward to

It's hard enough
To live your life without
Someone you can't talk to
Only talk about
It's hard enough
To try to understand,
What they say it takes
To be a man

What does it matter
When no one's there,
And you can't think
Of a worse place to be?
Broken pieces
Of your life
There's not much for you
To look forward to
There's not much for you
To look forward to

Just justify it
Just complain
Just watch TV
To kill the pain
Just as long as
You don't use your brain

What does it matter
When no one's there,
And you can't think
Of a worse place to be?
Broken pieces
Of your life
There's not much for you
To look forward to
There's not much for you
To look forward to