I looked at the address on my hand
and thought of how uncomfortable tomorrow would be
as I cupped water from the ***** sink
and splashed it onto my face

It must be depressing to live a life without any perspective
How lonely it would be to think you are the only one
I get this sickening feeling in the pits of my stomach
whenever I think of what it must be like to be you

I am trying to pass for normal on fake laughter
And half glances in your direction
We all look like sickly children who starve for attention
And I'm starting to remember all those things I never did

Fading in and out while stereos blast and people start to shout
There is thin ice beneath our feet
Nervous laughs start to rise from us
and we feel this epitome of what young is

There is this stupid smile on your face
And we are reconnecting the patterns of our lives
With a glassy look in our eyes
I am too far gone