I keep searching and thinking along the footsteps I have walked, There's nothing wrong with missing out, it's just that I dare not face the silence too early, The scenery along the way has turned into reflections. The unbreakable knot no longer seems important, Forget the pain to relieve that delicate restlessness, In the lonely night, in the rain of parting, I only saw everything clearly in the dawn after the hangover. I see you're tired of the hurt, tired of the pain, tired of the nights where you can't get no sleep, See you tired thinkin' 'bout if you're leavin', See you tired of bein' so tired.