Letras: Squad Five-O. Late News Breaking. Everything.

I'm frozen in my chair
Walk away or stay
I can't say
I'm not there

Friends are good, but television's better
Friends and beer or TV and me
Alone, together
I'm going down in quality

My value's the same I can see
So what the hell is wrong with me?
Everything

I hope you'll understand
I hope I'm not ruining my life
I want to be alone
I want my kids
I want my wife

I've been wandering so long
Do you recognize me now?
I hope not or I hope so
Both I guess