There are factors in your life that you can't control,
And Father Jonah says there's an eternal fight for your soul.
But ever since I started thinking I've been skeptical
To simply take at face value all the things I've been told.
I always say I'm never good enough yet still confine
Myself to staying up til midnight and insisting it's fine.
I say "I don't want or need a consolation prize"
But nonetheless I'd rather know if I'm just wasting your time.
Started working on a project that consumed me.
Without balance, can I truly be happy?
And why can't I believe myself
When I say "I'm trying" to someone else?
Why can't I bite the bullet and follow through?
It's reassuring when you know it's true
That you've in certain situations done the most you can do.
But when you always feel inadequately prepped to lose,
Don't you know your favorite song is someone else's too?
I live my life off the assumption we're inherently good,
Although naive and imperceptible and misunderstood.
"All we got's each other" but each of us know that we could
Be dedicated to a lost cause, none the wiser withstood.
Darkness falls too early in the winter.
Trying to get a lock on exactly what makes you a sinner.
And why can't I believe myself
When I say "I'm trying" to someone else?
Why can't I bite the bullet and follow through?
You had a good run, what's your secret?
"Le Tigre once said 'get off the internet.'"
I can't stand the buildup,
Just skip to the payoff.
"Don't keep me waiting."
You're one to talk.