Finds some courage, swears that this time will be the last time
Every night, every day
Got her hopes up, feeling like the right sun’s been setting on the wrong coast
Shining on the face of those who smile when she falls
A maze of days and months of haze
The record spins, the songs don’t play
I add a little entertainment to the mix
Shoot a little TV just to get my fix
I’ve been here over and over, not growing just getting older
When did I choose to be unable to choose?
Well how was I to know, I’d feel left out?
I’d be switching souls.
The days are on my side, and black turns gold
I feel sold when you’re close

I waste my time on suits and ties
Turn the tide or close our eyes