Years

Things you should've said are running through your head
 What you could've shown to the people you have known
 They don't understand why you're getting out of hand
 You'd like to explain, but it would take years
 Go walking in the rain to wash away the pain
 Wash away the dirt and wash away the hurt
 Getting depressed as you're getting undressed
 It's nothing new it's been going on for years
 And you're being swallowed whole
 By just what you don't know
 And it's snapping at your heels
 Now you know how hard that feels
 Lying on your bed pretending that you're dead
 Feeling kind of bad bout what you have and haven't had
 Too much has been going wrong for twenty years too long
 It's only all your life it's only all your years
 Go swimming in the sea to drown the misery
 Fill the emptiness and kill the something less
 Swim back to the shore with forty problems more
 It'd be almost funny if it was someone else