dead end dreams

i've got nothing to show for these dead end dreams. my heart will ache again, it seems. i don't know how old i am, i don't know if i'm grown up. i feel good when i hold your hand, but when you're gone it's not enough. i'm busy trying to save my world, and making plans to see a girl. i'll do both if i can, and figure out how old i am. i've got nothing to show for these dead end dreams. my heart will ache again, it seems. cause you're not in my arms, and all i want to do is keep my promises to you. they'll come true. i don't know what to write to you, i don't know what your dream boy sings. i don't know what i'm addicted to, it's at least a few different things. just a few. how could i save the world?, too busy trying to see a girl. i'll do both if i can, and figure out how old i am. if there was any attempt to make ends meet, i'll meet you halfway, if there was any attempt to make ends meet, i'll meet you halfway, i've got nothing to show for these dead end dreams. my heart will ache again, it seems. cause you're not in my arms, and all i want to do is keep my promises to you. nothing to show for these, dead end dreams that constantly haunt me. nothing to show for these dead end dreams, come true,