Same as I was then I'm biting my hands again And trying to waste my own time When it's wasted it feels like its mine Tried to do some work today Tried to go all the way And got there meaning to talk But then I had nothing to say I was more alive when I tried But you can't try all the time Took a day trip out of town I used to think you brought me down But the company is giving me life Saturday I got this alright But Sunday the sun, it sets in What does it have to do with this skin? It's not a cut or a scrape you can kiss Why am I still like this? I was more alive when I tried But you can't try all the time