I've been told that to get what you want You just gotta give what you can But I know for what I want it don't come easy as that They say, "Look out, boy Tomorrow comes and things will look better by then." But I'll look out the window Then look in the mirror at the same old me again
Still can't get it right And for all I know I swear I never will
Do you think you'd sell your soul To just have one thing to turn out right? For the thousandth time you turn and find That it just makes no difference to try Like Holden Caulfield, I tell myself There's got to be a better way Then I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling Dream of brighter days
No way out Same old stuff always drags me down No way out Never gonna get it