Dark days for the rest of us. Sad times are not enough. Bright green and the broken machine. We are falling like the suns beams. Holding out for the gold days, when the sweet wind blew my way, the only time I could hold my own, I was the best I could have been And the colours were not grey, and sounds made a fresh way, but the price was not arranged, and this life is not the same. (Chorus) it's not the same. I'm not the same. I wish I could change. And forget the shame. Give it away. I am not the same. (Verse) You deserve much more then me. I can't give you what you need. Why can't you just see. I am not what you need. (Chorus) it's not the same. I'm not the same. I wish I could change. Take all the pain. Take it away.