Nobody knows, why we keep trying, why we keep trying.
And so on it goes, I’m looking forward to the next letter that I’m gonna get from you.

A baby is born, as a man lay dying, as a man lay dying.
And so on it goes, I’m looking forward to the next letter that I’m gonna get from you.

Sit beside me, watch the world burn, we’ll never learn we don’t deserve nice things.
And we’ll scream, self-righteously, we did our best but what does that even mean.

I’m walking around, walking around.
With my head down, my head down.
I’m pushing away, I’m pushing away.
Yeah I’m pushing away, pushing away.