Impossible

Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa I have nothing left in my bank account And I have nothing left in me I have no more delight left to lie about And I've got nothing to show for this counterfeit happy I'm done putting on I've perfectly pleased everybody else To perfectly plan some dream Somebody broke all those dreams and I guess I broke someone else's without even trying I'm done putting on Now I'm putting off this weight of the world It's not mine anymore And I guess it never was So don't get me wrong I'm not closing the door 'Cause somewhere I still want what I want It looks impossible so I must be onto something They think I'm crazy 'cause right now it's all or nothing I don't care if my neat reputation's at stake I'll fall flat on my face forty times just to break the impossible To get me onto something Whoa, whoa, whoa But I've faked till I've made and I've made to persuade The world that I've got it all Oh, but ain't that the game till you crash from the fame Or lack thereof it, you hate it, you love it Now I'm done putting on Now I'm putting off this weight of the world It's not mine anymore And I guess it never was So don't get me wrong I'm not closing the door 'Cause somewhere I still want what I want But, it looks impossible so I must be onto something They think I'm crazy 'cause right now it's all or nothing I don't care if my neat reputation's at stake I'll fall flat on my face forty times just to break the impossible To get me onto something I've got no more strength to run I've got no more place to hide Well I've tried and I've cried and I've lied and I've died To this world enough times to realize That it looks impossible so I must be onto something Well, they think I'm crazy 'cause right now it's all or nothing I don't care if my neat reputation's at stake I'll fall flat on my face forty times just to break the impossible To get me onto something