One, two, one, two, three
Well, how about that, its a matter of fact
The life youve got is all youll get
And you do your best not to fck it up too much
Yeah, the thing about that is its a hard new fact
You smoke until your lungs turn black
The surgeon general couldnt really give a shit less
Seasons change and people stay the same
Each year the whores hike their skirts up a bit more
Were all just numbers on a cartoon calendar page
We listen to the music but its the lyrics that we all ignore
How about that, its a matter of fact
Retraced the words that you never said
Now youre staring out at a useless blank canvas
Yeah, the thing about that is youre the one who said
Im gonna change myself, become a better person
No, I swear, I really mean it this time
Years, they fade, my memory takes the blame
Each night the girls spread their legs just to make more
Were all just actors in an ad for the American dream
We, the people just want peace but our countries just want to make war
Everybody, everywhere has thought the same things you have
So dont be afraid to fall in love with a stranger
Everyone on every street is free to use their body as they please
So dont be afraid to take some chances once in a while
Heres the part where you start to think
That you dont believe in anything
Words are just words and youre just drunk
Heres the part where you start to act
Like youre better off without the things that you have
Once theyre gone youll realize you fcked up again
Seasons change and people stay the same
Each year I find a new way to lie a bit more
Were all gone just as fast as we came
So Im not counting on a new life
No, no, no, tomorrow here I come
Darling, youre lovely but youre awfully naive
Did you think about when your future might leave ya?
You cant buy the sky, yesterdays not for rent right now
Go, find your own forever somewhere else
Next years accepting applications
For one night stands and new years resolutions
But dont forget what you got right here
Yeah, my smiles sometimes fake, but me, Im real
Stop debating wars, politics and freedom
Were all human last time I checked
If you wanna kill a man for the color of his skin
Then its obvious to me that youre a goddamn idiot
Were all free to think the things we want
But youre too busy with your bullshit to even hear us talk
So now here I stand, in the corner of my past and I dont wanna go
Cause it feels good to know what is and what was
And the futures just a mirror that I lost for the fear of
Death and a life without love
And just when I thought the world had ended
The sun broke through the pitch black sky
In the most beautiful fcking glow Id ever seen
All the buildings started singing and my fear, it finally left me
I shouted, Goddamn, it feels good to be alive again