I like to think we've come a long way
from the days where we wouldn't know what to say
It's a crime all this time
spent in the back of the line
To wait our turn when will we learn
that it's none of our concern
where we end up this time

I know that we've come a along way
From days we thought there was no other way
To live our lives then waste our time
Without a reason or rhyme
No explanation resignation
your unexplained fascination
with where we end up this time

I don't think we've come a long way
from the days we'd laugh at stupid things we'd say
Our lives a joke or so you spoke
as soon as you awoke
SO you wrote one last note
In it a last goodbye
where will you end up this time?

I wont take myself seriously
With so many better things to do and be
Why would I wanna waste my time
Standing in the back of the line