She doesn't feel important
She needs to do something heroic to feel good
When she has already did
Yet she feels it's not enough
She needs more of the stuff
It's like another drug
For her another addiction
It's all a description

Chorus:
Every other day that passes her by
Is another lost hope that was only meant to say goodbye
Hates to find out she was lied to
But her life's actually all a matter of time till she's
done

She's not doing what she wants
Dedicating herself to others
Making the other wishes all come true
Never sees what she's putting herself through
Only in the end finding out
She's doing it all for nothing
Like all, lost in the big crowd

Chorus:
Every other day that passes her by
Is another lost hope that was only meant to say goodbye
Hates to find out she was lied to
But her life's actually all a matter of time till she's
done

Now hasn't she learned her lesson?
Not making others happy but her
Maybe it's just her way to feel the greatest?
Or maybe she knows nothing but pretending and serving?
And maybe that's what she's all for
That's what life is all about for her
Living behind the closed doors
If it's about her happiness the safest is the closet to the
floor

Chorus:
Every other day that passes her by
Is another lost hope that was only meant to say goodbye
Hates to find out she was lied to
But her lie's actually all a matter of time till she's done