I gotta say' life isn't how I expected

But in a way' I guess that's nice

O' not really

And you'd think that I'd cry myself to sleep

And maybe you're right' but what can I do

All these pills' bookkeeping' pleasant things like so

So many things' ah' how I want them'

But money comes and goes

And you'd think that I'd cry myself to sleep

And maybe you're right' but what can I do

What am I upposed to do with this mess called life

And people say'

'You'll figure it out somewhere along the way '

Still every night I'd cry myself to sleep

Do you see a bit of you in me

And you'd think that I'd cry myself to sleep

Do you see a bit of you in me