Why can't I break down on the metro?
You know I wanted, from the get-go,
And all I wanted, was just to let go now.

Why can't I go back where I started?
I'm coming home now, broken hearted,
I'm all alone now, and all I wanted... yea.

But how could I go spending my money,
When I know it's not even funny, yea
They're buying you, they're buying me.
Cuz I can't help but feel a bit smaller,
Obsessed by me. Obsessed by the dollar sign,
I sigh, ba da da da da...

When I think about how it must be,
I only wish that, that you'd trust me,
And everything yea, yea it'd just be fine.
And when I think about all my friends now,
The years go by, there's different trends now yea.

But I can't help but feeling rejected,
When I'm told my opinions affected.
Yea, you've heard it before? I bet you know the score.
And I can't help but loose motivation,
When I sit and drown in frustration,
And I just want to scream and shout.
And I just want to scream and shout.

Lalala...

Why can't I go back where I started?
I'm coming home now, broken hearted,
I'm all alone now, and all I wanted... yea.

Was just a place in time where I'm feeling fine,
Where I'm not dragged down,
Where I've got peace of mind,
Where a breath of air isn't so hard to find,
And rewind, I'm... there?