Your eyes are wide open
But you can't keep your mouth shut
Every stranger's look

Like a cheap shot to the gut

You've been climbing up that ladder

Every rung is getting worse
Everyone thinks you're so
blessed but you feel cursed


You think you want it
So you try and get it

And when you got it
You don't want it anymore


You wake up every morning
Five nineteen a.m.
A man about the town Déjà vu again


Today it will be different
The only way to play

Is to break the rules if they get in the way

-CHORUS-