So you say, all you white flags are up

And that youve had enough

And youre tired of collecting dust

You say everything always looks the same

And you need a brand new face

To match a brand new place

You say your distress calls have gone out

And your ship is going down



Well, I say it to myself all the time

Stop living half a life and stop

Feeling like Im half alive



I cant get enough; Im not satisfied

Ive wasted my time with this daily grind

In single file lines, is this real life?

I keep telling myself sometimes what matters is on the inside



Do you remember when we had all the answers

And can you really remember

When we wished anything better

Does it feel like its been forever,

Does it feel like a broken record,

Head full of yesterdays

You keep wishing your life away

You cant keep looking over your own shoulder

Things will never look up unless you start to look forward



I cant get enough; Im not satisfied

Ive wasted my time with this daily grind

In single file lines, is this real life?

I keep telling myself sometimes what matters is on the inside



I cant get enough; Im not satisfied

Ive wasted my time with this daily grind



I cant get enough; Im just getting by

I cant stand this design for our bitter lives

I keep feeling lost, Im not satisfied

With traffic lights and turnpikes

And these tired eyes

I cant get enough; Im not satisfied

Ive wasted my time with this daily grind

In single file lines, is this real life?

I keep telling myself sometimes what matters is on the inside