Been good, been bad, got worse, got better.
I feel I know myself when i'm looking in the mirror.
Been hurt, been loved - I'm scarred, not bitter.
I am an angel with the knowledge of a sinner.
But what do I do, and how should I be?
When I look at myself, I can only see me....
I need a little patience...
Been hard, been soft, been both, been neither
Above it all, I am only a survivor.
Been down,been low, got up, got higher -
We are only human, all just liars...
So I wait for the day when I open my eyes
And I look to myself, but it's no big surprise
I need a little patience...
Well i'm sitting here and sinking and i'm on the '8th floor
And i'm thinking do I jump or should I stay around for more?
I watch my friends get bigger and get better and get richer
But i'm not bitter
Time is ticking ticking ticking ticking ticking on with a vengeance
I want it all
I want it all