Your eyes are wide open But you can't keep your mouth shut Every stranger's look Like a cheap shot to the gut You've been climbing up that ladder Every rung is getting worse Everyone thinks you're so Blessed but you feel cursed You think you want it So you try and get it And when you got it You don't want it anymore You wake up every morning Five nineteen a.m. A man about the town Déjà vu again Today it will be different The only way to play Is to break the rules if they get in the way -CHORUS-