Everybody knows what I'm talking about
when its 9 PM and I'm stuck in my house.
But I don't know what I'm gonna do next.
It seems like everything's gotten so complex.
Gonna call a friend, pick up the phone,
got disconnected connected, got no dial tone.
So it's back to my room, a little dark pit,
no ambition, just stare and sit.

I wonder if these dark days will hang around forever.

Another day goes by and it don't feel right
to be by myself when I sleep at night.
It seems I lost a part of me
and I think about it endlessly.
Gotta keep my chin up, and my shoulders back,
gotta keep my life straight on that track.
I've got a big old hole right through my sternum,
and pictures of you, I guess I'll burn 'em.

I wonder if these dark days will hang around forever.

Days, to weeks, months to years,
it seems I'm guided by my fears
But I'm making a change inside of me
that make me happy (well... hopefully).
I'm patching this hole in me that you left.
It'll be indestructible once it's set.
I won't be afraid to love again,
but I'll still be wary of you as a friend.

I wonder if these dark days will hang around forever.