The sad news came today,
That you gave up,
You quit,
You´re walking away,
And you can´t find the right words to say,
That you are a part of a ship that´s sinking...

We´ll hang ourselves up with our broken dreams,
Convince ourselves that we are better then this,
Our commitment´s a sickness...
We´ll hang ourselves up with our broken dreams,
And tell ourselves that we almost made it,
Our commitment´s a sickness...

And they say this, too, shall pass,
But we´re getting older with no closure or direction...

We´ll hang ourselves up with our broken dreams,
Convince ourselves that we are better then this,
Our commitment´s a sickness...
We´ll hang ourselves up with our broken dreams,
And tell ourselves that we almost made it,
Our commitment´s a sickness...

We´ll hang ourselves with our dreams,
We´ll hang ourselves with doubt,
We´ll hang ourselves with our dreams,
We´re always hanging on,

We´ll hang ourselves up with our broken dreams,
Convince ourselves that we are better then this,
Our commitment´s a sickness...
We´ll hang ourselves up with our broken dreams,
And tell ourselves that we almost made it,
Our commitment´s a sickness...