I guess I should've known better Everything's become subjective And we're always changing our perspective of what's right And I'm caught between the color schemes of black and white And I know that it's not right It's not right
Because it seems that all the places we're staying have been claimed And all of the claims, they have been staked So who am I to grate you? And who am I to write? Seek, try, and all you'll find is Seek, try, and all you'll find is
They say when it rains that it pours When the window, it closes It opens up a door And I'm caught between the color schemes of black and white And I know that it's not right It's not right
Because it seems that all the places we're staying have been claimed And all of the claims, they have been staked So who am I to grate you? And who am I to write? Seek, try, and all you'll find is Seek, try, and all you'll find is
The answer comes in time That's just the story of my life That's just the story of my life I don't want anything from anyone anymore I don't want anything from anyone anymore
Because it seems that all the places we're staying have been claimed And all of the claims, they have been staked So who am I to grate you? And who am I to write? Seek, try, and all you'll find is Seek, try, and all you'll find is
That's just the story of my life I don't want anything from anyone anymore