Pickin' up rust on the side of the track
Thinkin' how I'll never make my money back
I could fill a novel with the "I don't knows"
Try to find a friend on the radio

Lookin' in the mirror feeling proud of the greys
There's not a lot for me to celebrate these days
Roll another joint but I can't get high
I'm tryin' to remember what I did last night

And the clouds are getting pretty as the sky gets dark
And wouldn’t it be nice to take a walk in the park
I'm hungry for connection but I don't wanna talk
I'd rather stand alone and burn a cardboard box

And give myself a minutе just to be upset
Then I'll try to brеathe it out like a cigarette
'Cause I know I'm pretty lucky and I shouldn't complain
But I guess I kinda figured things would pretty much stay the same

And it's changin'

I got a lot to do but I'm always bored
Wonder when they’re handin' out all the Darwin Awards
And they say it's gonna change but we don’t know when
Man, I don't think that I can talk about it again
And there's no one in the streets on a Friday night
I hope that everybody's gettin' by all right
So we'll pop another bottle and roll the tape
And meet me tonight out by the fire escape

See the clouds are getting pretty as the sky gets dark
And wouldn't it be nice to take a walk in the park
I'm hungry for connection but I don't wanna talk
I'd rather stand with you and burn a cardboard box

We can take another minute just to reassess
Then we'll try to breathe it out like a cigarette
'Cause you know we're pretty lucky and we shouldn't complain
But I guess we kinda thought that things would pretty much stay the same

And now it's changin' every day
Every day
Every day
Every day
Every day