All these empty spaces and the places that I've been God, I hope to get there again My problems have all pa**ed and I guess I'll last Moving through these colors in contrast I've been waiting for changes, you swore that I would come to say this I've been shot down and hated, I need to know how to say this My hands are finally warm enough to feel Not so numb and dead Pins and needles pulse through my body and head Well I guess I'll lay here in bed I've been waiting for changes, you swore that I would come to say this I've been shot down and hated, I need to know how to say this I wanted to say this