i guess this means i didn`t make it
but everyone`s unhappy
and all we have in common
is a fondness for the past
i don`t know what will make me sated
i don`t wanna run your rat race
if i make sure i never finish
then i`ll never come in last
so waste your life away
while memories await outside your door
and don`t wait up for me
while you sit and reminisce i`ll be out here
making more
everyone`s searching for the meaning
let the masses give the answers
if we believe that we`re all worthless
then i guess it must be true
and if your day of judgement ever comes
i guess i`ll wish i`d lived my life in fear
and apologized for everything
like you
but i don`t need another hallmark holiday
to tell me who to love or what to do
leave my life up to me
and everything that`s left
i`ll leave that up to you