Why are you surprised?

Nobody's right.

Thoughts on people's minds, all or nothing.

And must you be so blind

not to realize,

everybody's thoughts mean something.



*It goes to bed, it goes to bed.

It goes to bed, it goes to bed.

Can't you realize, we're nothing.*



Nothing stays the same.

All we do is blame.

We're the ones at fault, no ones perfect.

I'll tell it like it is,

we don't belong in this