Head in the gutter Feet on the dash Driving in circles Just watching time pass Tell me when I can breathe Wherever I like Turn me out down the line But I don't really wanna know why There's food in the kitchen And trash on the floor With luxuries laying around Do we ask for more What a world The neighborhoods busy All running in place The cards on table Just taking up space Tell me when I can see Whoever I like Do I want what I need Do they ever happen at the same time There's dirt on the carpet The dishes aren't done With luxuries laying around Are we having fun What a world