One more time with feeling

I'm so tired of being sick...

~

your stitches are all out
but your scars are healing wrong
and the helium balloon
inside your room has come undone
and it's pushing up at the ceiling
and the flickering lights it cannot get beyond

oh, everyone takes turns
now it's yours to play the part
and they're sitting all around you
holding copies of your chart
and the misery inside their eyes
is synchronized, reflecting into yours

hold on, one more time with feeling
try it again, breathing's just a rythm
say it in your mind until you know that the words are right
this is why we fight
this is why we fight

you thought by you'd be
so much better than you are
you thought by now they'd see
that you had come so far
and the pride inside their eyes
would synchronize into a love you'll never know
so much more than you can show

hold on, one more time with feeling
try it again, breathing's just a rythm
say it in your mind until you know that the words are right
this is why we fight
this is why we fight