One day, too late

"It seems like every day's the same, and I'm left to discover on my own. It seems like everything is gray, and there's no color to behold. They say it's over and I'm fine again. Try to stay sober feels like I'm dying here. I feel the dream in me expire, and there's no one left to blame it on. I hear you label me a liar, 'cause I can't seem to get this through. You say it's over, I can sigh again. Why try to stay sober when I'm dying here?"