Traveling through space and time
Puzzle pieces going through your mind
And you don’t have a box to go by
I don’t know what the picture is
I can’t tell you what you want to hear
Cos it’d all be one big lie
You’re living in the average American Funhouse
And the mirrors don’t show you
What you want to see
But if you’re lucky, they’ll show you
What you need to see
What we all see
They’re coming for you fast
The thoughts of times long past
And you can’t run fast enough to keep them away
You keep your memories to yourself
And get mad when we don’t see the Hell
You put yourself through everyday
You’re living in the average American Funhouse
And the mirrors don’t show you
What you want to see
But if you’re lucky, they’ll show you
What you need to see
What we all see