Here again wish I was somewhere else

What's worse than feeling by yourself?

Judgmental condescending thoughts go on still pretending

Barely by on what we have

Something for nothing

How many days until I'm rested

Something for something

Drink from the glass like there's no tomorrow

Times they fly and then fashion dies

Played the cards and we tried to make it run

Seems like the answers were left

I've always tried to remember when

Clothes you'd wear styles of your hair

Lasting impressions experienced

My senses they'll function becoming aware

Smaller and smaller somewhere you'll find

Before it ends so suddenly

Take a look see what you thought you'd be

Modeled perfection photocopied

Call you or you call me

Everything's so incomplete

Played the cards and tried to make it run

Seems like the answers were left

I'm still looking for the answer