She falls asleep the same way every night
  she dreams of new worlds in the TV light
  she's lonely she's tired she's lonely she's crying
  it makes her feel like something is going on
  it makes her feel like people are around
  to tell her she's alright
  to keep out the ngiht
  she wonders why she feels this way
  she wonders if she'll ever be okay
  there's nothing she can laugh about
  no anthem for a new tomorrow
  cut off a long time ago now no one wnats to hear about it
  she thinks about how everybody smiles
  but no one ever seems to have the time to ever stop and try to think
  to ever crack a little bit
  she knows that someday things are gonna change
  things will get a little better
  but it just seems like everyday
  it slips a little more and fades
  it should feel good to be aliv
  the world keeps dropping back but she's still trying
  she leaves the TV on at night
  so she won't have to keep on crawling inside herself