Falling short of everything you ever thought you'd be
Losing hope in happy memories

Trapped in a life you never thought would be yours
Left to exist in denial
Weeks come and go wishing you could be someone else

But your dead weight is pulling you apart

Sitting outside of everything
Waiting for a life to start
These are your salad days
And they're quickly rotting away

Scratching out an existence against the backdrop of a troubled life
Losing all your momentum to the pulsing of fluorescent lights
Scratching out an existence against the backdrop of a troubled life
Losing all your momentum to the soundtrack of fluorescent lights

Just left screaming into open silence
Of "what could have been's" and "I wish I'd tried harder's"
Longing to be someone else, wishing to be someone else