going to miss it I hate it when someone complains about their life So I hope you know exactly what I'm saying You won't get what you want without a
calling out And no one pays attention Looks like everything is still the same It's nothing we can change Charity is an illusion No one really owns a
begin our story Beleaguered and taken down Everybody wants a piece of what's going on Afraid you'll become dull and boring In a suit that doesn't fit Everybody wants a
mean a thing It's a total lie that we're expected to believe There's no such thing as a level playing field And I've never been one much for dependency It's a
It's a waste of time It's a race that can't be won Call the whole thing off Well that's easier said than done And I try to shut it out And I think
joined the ranks instead There's a voice in your head I can't figure it out Any more than the generation before me I can't figure it out How
I've been a fool I'm not about to give up yet You know I'll go running out and ruin everything You know I'll go running out and ruin everything I'
everyone And everything they told me And I believed that anything Anything was possible Shoot the moon Shoot the moon Hit or miss it makes no difference Shoot the moon Back when everything
've sized me up to be inside your head No way you could ever see me how I really am Be careful what you say Because some things never change It's such a
Is there a way to become invisible? You say you might but you wouldn't dare I think it works when it's unintentional I know you hear me and I know
we need is a new way There's something else just a little bit better It's on the way You're a drag, you're a bore, you're a rainy day You take offense
OK? Often times it makes me wonder Are we not that safe? I heard a story about this woman yesterday A twenty-seven year old teacher of fifth grade A kid brought a
enemies I've got a hundred reasons To expose your treachery There is no happy ending Only what remains to be I want an explanation I want an apology You ruined everything
We've been sold a bill of goods You want a choice want to make your own decisions You want to make up the rules and the provisions And everything
Traducción: Face To Face. How To Ruin Everything.
your enemies I've got a hundred reasons To expose your treachery There is no happy ending Only what remains to be I want an explanation I want an apology You ruined everything
predictable We've been sold a bill of goods You want a choice want to make your own decisions You want to make up the rules and the provisions And everything
It's a waste of time It's a race that can't be won Call the whole thing off Well that's easier said than done And I try to shut it out And I think I'