You started living with yourself for a while
You said you'd never suffer fools for a smile
But while you're living in the state of denial
Don't lose hope
You get an inch while they’re taking a mile
Can't erase what we use to describe
Words carry weight but they don't have a mind
Of their own
Of their own
It’s a bad, bad bad, place to be
Bad, bad bad, memory
Who gets to choose who will and who won't
Oooohhh there's a real good reason I don't
You started feeling out of sync with the lie
But try to speak it and you're out on exile
Why follow reason when you follow denial
And you float
Down you go
While everybody’s busy finding their side
Further apart but falling further in line
We’re going broke while they’re making a dime
On our lives
All our lives
Because friend, friend, friend, enemy
Friend, friend, friend, enemy
Who really knows who's winning the most
Who set the stage and who holds the rope
Who really cares who matters the most
Who’s set to gain when clearing the smoke
You started living with yourself for while
You started feeling like a fish on the line
You got the tempo but you don't get the time
And you won't
No you won't
