Well, some die hoping, but you still thought you'd get
A fair day's pay for all your trouble and sweat.
And in a slow-mo replay, placebo your years away,
Maybe live them all out like in some morality play.

But you know how it is, 'cause it happens all the time.
Life was never very kind. Look, don't you waste my time. 

There is a small possibility that good things can be found
With your head in the clouds and your two flat feet on the ground.
You were a sad eyed suicide sobbing like Johnnie Ray.
Like the means to the end could be justified that way. 

But you know how it is, 'cause it happens all the time.
Life was never very kind. Look, don't you waste my time.