When we were young, we had it rough
Short on money, short on love
That's how the wayside takes

The wayside keeps its ghosts
Thick as thieves, my fears and me
We've been rolling now ten years deep
That's how the wayside takes

And it keeps a hold on me

Oh, I'm living in a no man's land

Nowhere land
No place left to go
When I'm running from myself

I'm holding on to hope
And struggling to cope
And there's places I can't leave
When they're leaving a mark on me
So I'm living in a no man's land everywhere I go
I'm running from myself

Right age, wrong crowd
Blamed it all on my hometown
But it wasn't them

They never let me down
No, it was me

I drank, I smoked
I held it in until I choked
Still these roots are wrapped around my feet

Oh, I'm living in a no man's land

Nowhere land
No place left to go
When I'm running from myself

I'm holding on to hope
And struggling to cope
And there's places I can't leave
And they're leaving a mark on me
So I'm living in a no man's land everywhere I go
I'm running from myself

No man's land
I'm living in a no man's land
I'm living in

And there's places I can't leave
And they're leaving a mark on me
So I'm living in a no man's land everywhere I go
I'm running from myself