Something I've Rehearsed

I’ll be honest. My patience has come and gone. I messed up real bad this time
So I’ll apologize for my poor appearance, and ever awful pronunciation
I’m shot, full of hope and I’m slightly intoxicated. Yet I’m searching for
something more
And I long for a little bit more
It’s the disappointment that’s far too much to cope with when everything is a
fabrication
Our lives, our hopes, our dreams, our love was all exaggerated
But I’m searching for something more. And how I’ve longed for so much more
Here I am to admit defeat, I’ve never been one to beg pardon, but yet I’m on my
knees
I’ve tried my best to smile, but its hard when you look up at the stars and ask
the sky when they’re coming back