but... and

it's so tiring, trying to be perfect for everyone

but i keep expecting that i could be that for anyone 

that i meet down the street or in memory lanes

'cause i've never learned to stand so low anyway

i've only been down, down, down

down as a feeling and less of a name

never down, down, down

down in ranks and games

if you want to talk about luck

i'll throw a blanket over and we'll sleep it out

i try to be kind to everyone but myself

and i'm feeling so bad at something that i can't point out

so when i'm down i don't feel so found

not even proud that i'm living out loud

but it just sounds so loud

and ..