The walls are closing in
It’s getting hard to breathe
Thinking of cashing in my chips
Don’t have an ace up my sleeve
But I hear a little voice inside me say
Before I go and throw it all away
When it rains it pours
Such as the weatherman said
This is tomorrow calling
There are brighter days ahead
When living’s hard
And you think you’re better off dead
This is tomorrow calling
There are brighter days ahead
I look at my reflection
All I see are broken dreams
But I hear a voice say look a little deeper
It ain’t what it seems
There’s a light behind a house full of scars
Crack the shell and find out who you really are
When it rains it pours
Such as the weatherman said
This is tomorrow calling
There are brighter days ahead
When living’s hard
And you think you’re better off dead
This is tomorrow calling
There are brighter days ahead