Two days off a week, how generous
You kill yourself for greed, now look at us
A model citizen, who you'd want to be
Who'd be any less, a glutton they'd be
20 days a year, you could live your life
Your kids would love to see you, maybe kiss your wife
But in your heart you know, you're living wrong
An affair with God, who made this no wrong

People were made for this
Don't you want to live?
If only my parents could see me now
They'd hate who I've become

I'll shoot for the stars
And if I fall, I'll land in your arms
Just please let me stay
Oh, I swear, I'll fall apart any other way

Don't look at me
I'm scared of being perceived
Don't look away
I swear, I can't end up like him one day

People were made for this
Don't you want to live?
If only my parents could see me now
They'd hate who I've become