You said something 'bout a road less travelled
There ain't many of those on my map
Hell, most of these have been trampled
This one used to be a mountain now it's flat

I dunno which way is up now
I've burned away that air
There ain't no money left in my magnet
And nobody can tell me where I'm at

No I'm not scared, but I'm not making any ground
I'm just bored
I'm still here, I'm still grateful
But sometimes I forget what seems so simple:

It's only beautiful
When you open up your eyes
Nothing becomes beautiful
When you open up your eyes

A little bored in the middle of some nightmare
I guess it's guaranteed to expire
So I will drink my fears and chase them
With a whiskey I can't afford, then I'll retire upstairs

Don't let me go, don't set me free
No need to be so dramatic now
We can't really change, I don't really want to
I just thought it might be nice to get out for a different view
It's only beautiful
When you open up your eyes
Nothing becomes beautiful
When you open up your eyes

You've seen my face, I can't pretend that I'm all that
I drank, I smoked, but I did not prepare