try, try, try
...try to hold on to this heart, a little bit stronger, try to hold on, try with this love aloud, try to hold on; for this heart has never been broken try to hold on, try to hold on.
...like you said when it rains it pours down the back of the bitter son, desperate for love and loves everyone...and we know - if we go under, we just can't let go
no, no...will it matter? If I lose and just shatter. Will you cry, and keep crying? Will I die, and keep dying. in Tokyo, the sad tragic blues, like you said, it's how you use because someday we'll know if this even matters...just try to hold on, just try.
--smashing pumpkins (abridged)