I will not wait
To see what’s going on
and I tell myself
That I need to go away
Before it’s too late

I need to see
Different scenery
It’s cold and grey
Feels like every day
But I can make a change
To go away
Before it’s too late

You’ll go
So far
To say
It’s wrong

Tell me Oh I know
Tell me Oh I know

You’ll go
So far
To say
It’s wrong

Tell me Oh I know
Tell me Oh I know there was always something

Wrong
Tell me something I don’t know
But this won’t ever
Change
Is there anyone I know
That can change your
Mind

Your eyes, all eyes
Your eyes, all eyes

All I want
Pulled away
But your eyes
Tell me wait
All I want
Pulled away
But your eyes
Tell me wait

And it’s all you want to be facing forward
I can tell you know it’s close to impossible
Unrelated to all the things you’ve been hating on
it’s not so bad
Tell me you know what they’ve been going through
I’d question it, but I’m glad you might be trying

What to do today?
Always busy doing something
Making time from scratch
If I don’t, well I’ll have nothing

I want to feel light-hearted
inside you’re apartment, it’s a start

And it’s all you want to be facing forward
I can tell you know it’s close to impossible

Give me an idea worth sending down my arm
Jump from my fingertips to paper through my pen
‘Cause what do I come up with on my own?
Trying to convey what I’ve been shown
Reveal my broken bones

We can’t just assume what we’ve been hearing is the truth
They just want to make us think the way they do
and watch their wallets overflow
Laugh as their bank accounts grow
and those who notice will just whine and let it go
Let it go

It’s a true compromise
One must listen to become wise
At what point do we stop to think
about the things that made our fathers drink?
A pen and paper all I can find
but what’s the use without my mind?
We’ve got so much; the gift of thought
Yet we wish we were what we are not

Uncover it. Why are we so serious?
If you’d just say what was on your mind
Trip socialite. What are you getting ready for?
If you’d just not waste your time or mine

We’ll stop to drink Ginger’s Ale
Eyes dilated, my skin will turn pale
but I’d rather you just cut the line, leave the hook in my mouth
than for you to pull me on the boat and act like you want to try and get it out

I don’t claim to know you
I don’t even know myself
Hey, hey, hey, look at what I can do
I even impress myself
I’m wearing my favorite sweater,
you’ve got on your best dress
Mom says, “Josh, don’t you know better?”
“Well, I’m just trying not to regress.”

I hope that I don’t