Pray for rain and hope I don't have to wake All the leaves in my brain I cant seem to rake And I'm sick of counting cars And I'm sick of holding up my arms And I'm sick of being stuck in this jar I can make myself believe that I won't break I close my eyes and think of rain and the sound that it makes And I can't figure where we are And the shine is gone from my stars And I cant reason why I'm here in this jar It's just not simple to let it go All the friends that I've known All the streets that I've walked All the buildings that talked All the freaks I kept hiding from in this jar