Tired, oh, sometimes I get tired of myself And I feel like things won't be alright Lonely, oh, sometimes I get lonely in your company Cause we are the same, you and me What have we made of? What have we come to believe? Tell me, say how you feel Are we made to hide how we feel inside? If I cross that line, will you hold me? What have we made of? And if I cross that line, would you hold me? Angry, oh, sometimes I get angry with myself But it won't even care as long as you're near Hopeless, oh, sometimes I get hopeless thinking you're not here I want this to end, to be free What have we made of? What have we come to believe? Tell me, say how you feel Are we made to hide how we feel inside? If I cross that line, will you hold me? What have we made of? And if I cross that line, would you hold me? Would you hold me? Are we made to hide how we feel inside? If I cross that line, will you hold me? What have we made of? And if I cross that line, would you hold me? Would you hold me? Thanks for watching!