I gotta say' life isn't how I expected
But in a way' I guess that's nice
O' not really
And you'd think that I'd cry myself to sleep
And maybe you're right' but what can I do
All these pills' bookkeeping' pleasant things like so
So many things' ah' how I want them'
But money comes and goes
And you'd think that I'd cry myself to sleep
And maybe you're right' but what can I do
What am I upposed to do with this mess called life
And people say'
'You'll figure it out somewhere along the way '
Still every night I'd cry myself to sleep
Do you see a bit of you in me
And you'd think that I'd cry myself to sleep
Do you see a bit of you in me
