The word on the street isnyour head hit the ceiling.nAnd you're not sure what to name your headache.nSo you follow your feelingsnand you dab at the bleeding.nYou say, how about I just call this one quits.nnNo shit? You can't be serious?nI always thought you had morenalways thought you had more to give.nBut can you live with giving in?nnI don't see you changing your mindnanytime soon, anytime soon.nI don't see you changing your mindnanytime soon, but I sure hope you do.nnYou wrestled your demonsnlet them with no reason.nI always thought you had thicker skin.nThere's a hole in the ceilingnif you looked up you'd see it.nMaybe then you would quit hitting your head.nnI don't see you changing your mindnanytime soon, anytime soon.nI don't see you changing your mindnanytime soon, but I sure hope you do.nnWhat you got and what you want will nevernbe the same thing to that from someone who should know.nWhat it feels like when the motivation stopsnand the well has dried up and you dive down to the bottomnjust to see how deep it goes...nnI don't see you changing your mindnanytime soon, anytime soon.nI don't see you changing your mindnanytime soon, but I sure hope you do.nnNo shit? You can't be serious?nI always thought you had morenalways thought you had more to give.nBut can you live with giving in?nnYeah.nnCan you live with giving in?nCan you live with giving in?nCan you live with giving in?nnThe word on the street isnyour head hit the ceiling.