It's easier said than done
Caught between right and wrong
Life is short though, you know?
Yeah!

Sometimes you've got to pick yourself up
You can't spend forever in that rut
Sometimes you've got to do it alone
When there's no one else to take the load
And bring you home
And bring you home

Sometimes it can get real hard
Spending most of those days in the dark
Life feels like it's pulling apart from the seams
And it seems like there's nothing

So what we gonna do with all that pain?
And what we gonna do with this path we have made?
And it's easy just to walk away
And wait it out, but I can't wait it out
Not anymore

I'll make this life mean something before I end up dead
I'll find the things that I love, let them kill me instead
We'll make it out of the trench
We'll fight our way to the end
No returns, no regrets