What's the use in trying
If all my senses say no place exists for you?
What's the use in holding out my arms
I couldn't find reasons if I tried toWhat's the use in floating
If all it does is tell you someone's under you?
What's the use in being if I learn
To be neglectful towards the things that mean the most to most of you?
But I can hear me sayMore than likely, I'm the one you're living for
If I find out I am then I'll finally understand when I say
More than likely, I'm the one you're living for
More than likely, living for
More than likely, living forWhat's the use in praying
For all the things that mean so much to none of you?
What's the use in pouring out my heart
Into situations I could cry through?Oh, what's the use in closing
All the doors that let the loving into you?
What's the use of loving if I learn
Not to feel anything at all even if it means the most to you?
But I can hear me sayMore than likely, I'm the one you're living for
If I find out I am then I'll finally understand when I say
More than likely, I'm the one you're living for
You're living for, I'm the one you're living forEven if you find
That I'm transcending most of my mind
Through the often closing doors
Of what's to come and what's in store, oh yeahEven if because
You find I'm sending most of my love
To the often closed minds
That must inquire, what you're living for
What you're living for, what you're living forWhat's the use in clinging, let go
To all the hopes that leave you somewhere next to lies?
What's the use in buying all my time
To try and figure out the frame that likes to communicate through signs?
'Cause I can hear me sayMore than likely, I'm the one you're living for
If I find out I am then I'll finally understand when I say
More than likely, I'm the one you're living for
More than likely, living forMore than likely, living for, living for
More than likely, I'm the one you're living for
What are you living for, living for?
I'm the one you're living for