Lyrics of 'Hitchcock' by Rachie

Every time it rains, I feel my heart begin to ache again
But why, oh, why is that so?
When spring turns into summer
I can feel my heart turn colder, but then why, oh, why is that so?

When I hear the slightest bit of laughter at the things I do
I cry, but why is that so?
Even though I'm acting so pathetic
Will I find somebody sympathetic? Who knows

The word goodbye still fresh in my mind
It tears my heart out slowly inside
The reds and pinks that fill up the sky, they set me aglow
Not knowing where I should go

Counselor, could you give me some advice?
What am I supposed to do with the rest of my life?
Are you just gonna tell me everything will be alright
Like I’ll believe that lie?!
Ah!
It’s not like I don’t wanna live another day
I just wanna live without feeling any pain
Looking at the sky, my only wish, is it really truly selfish?

Every time I lie, it always hurts me deep inside
But I still do it, why is that so?
The bad will always prosper
While the good will always suffer too, but why, oh, why is that so?

Money can’t buy happiness but happiness costs money
Could you tell me why is that so?
Did we ever realize we bought into this system
And whatever they say goes?

The price of ignorance these days
Is so much more than what we can pay
If only life was just a film directed by him
Then maybe I’d feel something

Counselor, I don’t think that I can live this way
Living on like this only causes me pain
Even the greats couldn’t find a way to fill this hole or make it go away
Ah!
All I ever wanted to do is close my eyes
Reaching out my fingertips to the summer skies
Living in the past, my only wish, is it really truly selfish?

A piece devoid of death or any tragedy in it
It won’t sell very well, I know
The fact that humans can draw a price on petals that fall
Is nothing safe from them anymore?
Did you have dreams when you were younger, counselor?
Was it something that you had to throw away when you got older?

Counselor, could you give me some advice?
What am I supposed to do with the rest of my life?
Saying that I’ll come out stronger after crying is really such a bullshit lie
Ah!
It’s not that I don’t care to live another day
Reality’s just harder to discern out these days
And summer’s just so far away
Ah!

So tell me, is this really alright?
Can we live like this for the rest of our lives?
Don’t you dare tell me that it’s something only you can make the answer to
Alright?!
Ah!
Just let me close my eyes, breathe in the summer breeze
Let me feel the wind forever on my cheeks
Looking at the sky, my only wish, is it really truly selfish?
Better knowing you, my only wish, is it really truly selfish?