Convinced I'm never gonna leave
I beg for mercy, I'm on my knees
I set my goals up to high
I gotta learn how to fall before I learn how to fly

and I know a guy -- he's got a bad attitude
just miserable fuck with nothing to do
but sit around and curse that girl
his job, his mom and even the world

and this other guy he got a brand new car
and he bought some friends with his credit card
are you happy now is everything fine
So your living in paradise but nothing's going right
I think life is wasted
when all we do is chase
for everything we're told we want
lock my door to explore the obvious
(Your life is so predictable - Your thoughts are so acceptable)

Am I searching for answers that just aren't there
or am I searching for answers when I really don't care
I set my goals up to high
I gotta learn how to fall before I learn how to fly

Almost, to much, yet not enough
I see noone here that I can trust - everybodys going away