Now tell me something Is there a point to this? Or are we living for the feeling when we look back on what we did and reminisce? 'Cause I’ve looked within and I've read But instead I keep focusing On just how thin I can get Now I'm looking for something else I found myself; I’m someone else I keep looking for something Even though I know that it's not there (Maybe you're the reason) Every time I try to figure it out You're the only thing I can think about (Maybe you're the reason) And I think I'm dying Cause this can't be living Should I be searching for Some kind of meaning? Apathy's a funny feeling I turned my gaze to the ceiling Thanked a God I don’t believe in for the scene outside I tried my best at sleeping but my dreams were unappealing So I searched for people in the landscape, pa**ers by I keep looking for something Even though I know that it’s not there (Maybe you're the reason) Every time I try to figure it out You’re the only thing I can think about (Maybe you're the reason) I keep looking for something Even though I know that it's not there (Maybe you're the reason) Every time I try to figure it out You’re the only thing I can think about (Maybe you're the reason)