A million things I’ve been this year
A million things I’ve seen
I’ve not been alone half as much
As I would like to be
Introverted, convoluted
All the “ed”s that make a person
Crazy

I’m mediating fights
Between my skin and my hands
And everything is tight
From my money to my pants
But I’m not fat, I’m pregnant
With the burden of it all
When will it fall

‘Cause if I am to stay awake
I pray to God these things to take
‘Cause if I am to stay awake
Just take it all from me now

A million days I’ve felt this way
Like all that’s gold is gone
Still I’m sure the past would not be
Pleasant very long
It’s the things I don’t remember
That will break my heart forever more
And I want more—more—and more

‘Cause if I am to stay awake
I pray to God these things to take
‘Cause if I am to stay awake
Just take it all from me now

And when the terror comes
Will I be brave enough?
And when the glory fades
Will there be love to make?

I want to make it
I want to make it
I want to make it
I want to make it

I want to make it
I want to make it
Screw all the rest