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I Want Something - text

She's sittin' in a bathroom stall

With a marker in her hand

Scribbling down the words

To her favorite song by her favorite band

And she hopes someone will read them

And maybe they'll understand

How it feels

To care so much it hurts

To fight so hard you shake

To love so intensely that it scares you

To build so much that something breaks

She knows that she's not the only one

But sometimes it sure feels that way

In a little college town in Ohio

So there's a song that she sings everyday

I want something

That's better than this.

And I'm not sure exactly what it is

But I think that we could build it

If we try together

And if we all sing...

And 500 miles away, down I-70

There's a boy sitting in a room

Full of patches and PCP

And the kids all drink the same beer

And they talk about anarchy

And he wonders if he's the only one

Who remembers what that used to mean?

And the punk-rock band plays on

Long into the night

These days the girls with the empty eyes

Hardly even put up a fight

And he watches as his friends give up

And slowly start to die

Sticking needles in their arms

Because punk-rock boys never cry, and he sings:

I want something

That's better than this.

And I'm not sure exactly what it is

But I think that we could build it

If we try together

And if we all sing...

And that very same night

Kids all across the earth

Felt lonely and confused

Frightened and unsure

And we're trying to find one another

Through a system that keeps us apart

To match the weapons that we hold in our fists

With the passion that we carry in our hearts

And we know it's gonna take a long time

And we know that we'll fuck up along the way

But I've got a feeling that we're winning

As I hear more and more and more of us say:

I want something

That's better than this.

And I'm not sure exactly what it is

But I think that we could build it

If we try together

And if we all sing...

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