[i]Why you wanna tell me how to live [b]my[/b] life?
[b]Who[/b] are you to tell me if it's black or white?
Oh, if there's one thing I hang onto,
it gets me through the night.
I [b]ain't gonna[/b] do things I don't want to,
I'm gonna life my life
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice
standing on the ledge, show the wind how to fly!
Take a look around you, look, nothing's what it seems.
- we're living in a broken home of [b]hopes and dreams[/b].
I knocked on every door, on every dead end street,
[b]looking for[/b] forgiveness.
And [b]what's left to believe[/b]?[/i]
(I don't know what's worth fighting for
or why I have to scream.)