Contrast and compare between the busy ones
And the ones that don´t care
Until there is no one that you really know
So I drift through these days of appointments and promises made
They will all end up broken and quickly replaced.
Weeks are slow, days drag on;
Even practice and parties seem long
But I found myself going
I guess there´s nothing to do
Oh well
Group of kids, line of cars,
More will show up after the bars close
There´s this boredom that drowns everything.
Bottles break, music plays, conversations competing for space
I look for a corner or a quieter room
There´s no heat in this house
I can´t breath with these words in my mouth
But I´m not going to say them
Yeah, I´ve made that mistake before
On the stairs, she grabs my arm, says whats up,
Where you been, is something wrong?
I try to just smile, and say everything´s fine.