This is the first scene of an act
With my own hand stuck in my back
Around here the puppet is the puppeteer
And I was down for the proverbial count
So what do you want from me?
Another song about apathy?
Heartbreak is a friend these days
But I couldn't care less
That's what I've been paid to say

I am lost a lot, but you can't believe me
And my stomach knots, but you can't see that
Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find it
Should I say something sensational now?
This life comes with some doubts

And now my life has become a circus
In the center ring, I'm a crying clown
It's a little too exciting on the trapeze
When you swing with your eyes glued to the ground
And pain can be like a boomerang
You push it out, it comes back again
Heartbreak is a trend these days
But I couldn't care less
I've never been that trendy anyway
I am lost a lot, but you can't believe me
And my stomach knots, but you can't see that
Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find it
Should I say something sensational now?
This life comes with some doubts

We'll roll along thinking everything is wrong
Watch our lives from afar
Looking back is not so bad
Realize what you've been missing

Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find my way
Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find my way