I already know what you're gonna say

I already know the things you're gonna do

Somehow I know how the story ends

I've been here before and it's happened again

Can't seem to break out of this trend

Just a little more than frustration

My private hell, eternal damnation

So tired and so bored, it's the same every day

Something's gotta change



I already know what you're gonna say

I already know the things you're gonna do

Somehow I know how the story ends

An open book with worn out pages

The shallow look on your face

Says that there is no destination

It comes as no revelation

So tired and so bored, it's the same every day

Something's gotta change



I already know what you're gonna say

I already know the things you're gonna do

Somehow I know how the story ends

So predictable, you're so predictable

Predictable, you're not original



I already know what you're gonna say

I already know the things you're gonna do

Somehow I know how the story ends