Come one and all and see the broken man, talking to himself
  He sits and waits for something better, he'll never find it here
  The people touch his hair and pinch his cheek; he can't even feel it
  There it goes again, he's listening to someone
  He hears the bitter laughter
  And all he wants to know is...
    Why------ does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
  You've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
    He wipes his hands on anything in reach, he never feels clean
  He shakes at night because his nerve is gone, every muscle hurts
  Come one and all and see what happened...that broken man is me
    There it goes again, I can hear it louder
  It doesn't feel good anymore
  All I want to know is...
    Why------ does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
  You've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
    NOW I KNOW I DISAPPEAR!
  I CAN'T FIND MY WAY FROM OUT OF HERE!
  EVERYTHING IS FADING ON ME!
  SOMEONE TELL ME... someone tell me...
  Someone - tell me
    Why------ does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
  You've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
    WHY?! YOU'VE GOTTA TRY!!