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-