I'm labeled unbred, on sight unclean
Got a message from home saying it don't exist no more
Cause we're sick of the sight of you using so freely the door

Got a bunch of good friends, they treat me so well
They pay me a lot of money but it's under the thumb
But it keeps me in a crowd, and I don't have to speak to anyone, anyone

But it comes to the point, it's wearing me spare
All the lessons to be learnt grow pale by compare
You're the only drеam left
The only dream lеft

I'm disheveled, I've been leveled by the mirror in my room
Got a ghost I got to cope with, it won't be ignored
And it's more trouble now than I ever considered before

It's a debt that needs paying with a sliver of soul
All attempts to forget it have flown out the door
And I'd like to take heart but the force of my grip is so poor
Far too poor

But it comes to the point, it's wearing me spare
All the lessons to be learnt grow pale by compare
You're the only dream left
The only dream left