(Whao)
(Whao)
Hard to see
(Whao)
Chances thrown
(Whao)
Hard to see
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn
What the hell is going on?
Longin' for what used to be
Chances thrown
Nothing's free
The cruelest dream, reality
Mark still lives at home 'cause he's got no job
How can one little street
Jamie had a chance, well she really did
The old neighborhood was so alive
(Whao)
Still it's hard
Swallow so many lives?
He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids
Longin' for what used to be
Nothing's free
Still it's hard
(Whao)
Brandon OD'd and died
(Whao)
(Whao)
Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn
Hard to see
(Whao)
Was gonna make it big and not be beat
Fragile lives, shattered dreams, yo
And every kid on the whole damn street
Chances thrown
Longin' for what used to be
Still it's hard
Jay committed suicide
Nothing's free
Fragile lives, shattered dreams, yo
