I believe we're wasting all our time We compromise so often I think it's time to draw the line I believe you're faking all your signs Try not forcing your inflection Try life without your scripted lines They can't remember what they felt, or what they felt it for They can't remember what they felt, or what they felt before There's only so many game shows I can watch Before my eyeballs start to rot And my brain wastes away And I cannot muster the common sense to find something to say To say, or do I can't believe you choose Problems only skin deep Over something like me You say you lose But in reality you choose to abuse The powers I regret Bestowing upon you Why do I always lose? They can't remember what they felt, or what they felt it for They can't remember what they felt, or what they felt before I think it's time I'm reminded who I am There's a pessimist living in my head Temperamental, unguided, and he says "If this is how karma works, then we're all dead"