Verse 1
One day, I won't be insane
Won't play all their foolish games
We all need to play
For you to get yours and me to get my way
Some days, I don't have the will
For another run of the mill kinda day
Sparing the change for your hearsay

Chorus
Sayin look what we've become
Drive me to drink or drive me to get a gun
Then I'll be the chosen one
For you break your back on a slip of the tongue
Sayin look how far we've come

Verse 2
Television selling this and that
Pretty women say I want to look like that
More than willing to pay
All of that money, but it still won't stay
Little children, hear your father scream
Every action like a puppet on a string
The exact same way
Lower your mind to fall in the rain

Chorus
Screaming, look how far we've come
Drive me to drink and buy me another one
Then I'll be the chosen one
For you'll break your back on a slip of the tongue
Saying look how far we've come
Saying look how far we've come