The fast lane is too **** slow
Stop signs never turn to go
The geniuses just do not know
The fast lane is too **** slow

I'm tired of nothingness
Monotonous, lonely, stupid ****
Careful kids and reckless authority
Empty, broken, stupid conformity

The fast lane of moving assembly lines
The same **** action every time
"Gimme, gimme, it's all mine!"
Conveyor belts and assembly lines

I'm gonna go against the majority
Redefining your priority
Careful kids and reckless authority
Empty, broken, stupid conformity.

Maybe ADD is a conspiracy theory
Popping pills 'cause authority is wary
That we'll think harder than schools allow
But our brains are more than numb by now

We know that Martians don't exist
And monsters don't hide under beds
We know that imagination's dead
That's what you've drilled into our heads

We know that robots won't abduct
Not until you turn us into them
We know not to listen to a word you say
We won't make that mistake again

You won't listen to our problems
We had dreams but we lost them
You chased them away
But who needs dreaming anyway?

*We do

I don't believe in water under the bridge
People don't just walk away
And I'm not simply holding a grudge
But I'm still not okay
I'm not okay with what happened
And though I won't let you know
It's still there deep inside
Whether or not you let it go
No, I don't believe in water under the bridge
You hurt me and I'm still in pain
And maybe I'm just holding a grudge
'Cause I refuse to be hurt again

This one isn't about you.
Don't worry, though, the next one probably will be.  
But this one, I promise, won't be about you.
It won't be about how you left
Or how you lied
Or how you made me feel
It won't be about the good times gone rotten
Or the times I let you control me
This one isn't about you
Or about my feelings for you
The feelings that were my fatal flaw.
This one doesn't even concern you.
It doesn't even mention the way you tore me apart
And then pretended I was the one who hurt you
This one isn't about the time I told you how I felt
The time when I told you I was broken
And you blamed ME for breaking you.
No, this one isn't about you.

I like to deny we were ever in love
I'll say we were stupid and naive and young
But it used to be there and it used to be real
How do I rid of what I used to feel?

The literal descent into actual madness
The inability to tell the happy from sadness
Thoughts bouncing around: silly and inane
Actually mad and actually insane

Can you capture forever in a box?
Can you ship it to me overnight?
Can you capture eternity and store it
In the shadows where you hide from the light?