I'm s-i-c-k of my meaningless life Where c-h-a-n-c-e-s pass me by. That's r-e-a-l-i-t-y.
Praise o-u-r lady of terrible guilt, That's not my i-d-e-a of f-r-e-e will. That's r-e-a-l-i-t-y.
Mr. c-o-o-l at all the shows Your a-t-t-i-t-u-d-e is old. This is r-e-a-l-i-t-y.
And you might ask why Nothing's ever how it seems. I think I knew more when I was 13. When did life get so real?
And now I feel like I'm losing my mind, I used to think all the time. Now thinking hurts, and feeling is worse. I liked Reality better when it was a dream.
