So I'm talking with you and nothing's making sense What's going on? I thought you knew me well, I was hoping that you'd Get what's wrong Though I'm still holding on, I'm getting tired Time moves so slow If it don't happen soon, I'm sure I can wait I might let go Like a wheel that won't roll I'm not turning They cut out my heart But it's still hurting These are strange days So you're telling me stuff that I don't want to hear lately Can't control anything inside of my hands, you can't save me Crawling round in the dark, can't find a way out of here Wish the drumming would stop so there could be rain When the storm clears Like a wheel that won't roll I'm not turning They cut out my heart, but it's still hurting Drugs won't k** the pain, keeps on burning These are strange days when nothing's working Who is going to be the one that tells me that this is real life? Caught in the confusion of what's wrong, what's right? These are strange days Like a wheel that won't roll I'm not turning They cut out my heart, but it's still hurting Drugs won't k** the pain, keeps on burning These are strange days when nothing's working