"Six Ways 'Til Sunday"



the years unfold in one moment

the voices that we heard so loud

are now suddenly silenced

inside this crowd





and you're surrounded by the lives

of those who found something to hold

so bringing everybody down

is all you know





you've been hiding so long

you can't find yourself

in this sheltered life you live

when everything you want is at your fingertips

you'll never know what need is





you're claiming to be something different

so wanting to believe

that you're better than the rest

to make up for your self-esteem

you talk to hear your own voice and

you've left me no choice but to choose

I miss the person that you were

but I don't miss you





you're the new revolution

the angst-filled adolescent

you fit the stereotype well