can't have your cake and eat it too

i've got dreams that will never come true, at least i got something to hold on to.  the man on the screen is counting the score, bad news everyday arriving at the door.  living everyday in a world gone wrong, but i got my guitar and i got a song.  should i run away or should i stay home because i've been fighting the urge to get out and roam.  everybody claiming that they know the right way but even a dog is gonna have his own day.  got a little problem- you just take the right pill, been counting down the seconds till you get your next thrill.  i know i can't change what's in the past but i'm going to tell you although you didn't ask.  we gotta love each other or we're all gonna die-so there i've said it, i refuse to cry.