I said this time last year
That we'd be gone, but we're still here
Just waiting for our turn to go
But no one seems to notice
We're still swimming upstream with the best of us
Another summer passes by
Like water through our fingers
Crows feet creep a little deeper
Creasing like a piece of paper
But origami never seemed so beautiful
Pack it in, give it up, and let it go
You'll only be the winner of the losers club
Is what the cool kids say when the going gets too tough
So I laugh it off, live it up, and let it slide
I light a cigarette and try another time
What's the point of living if you never strive for more
But I'm not keeping score
We were once so young and dumb
When the whole world seemed to notice us
We used to care so much about the pimples on our faces
No one ever told us it's the words that stay
We used to daydream about the things we've come to call mundane
Always keeping out eyes fixed upon the next thing that we think we need
If only we could let the moment soak in
Pack it in, give it up, and let it go
You'll only be the winner of the losers club
Is what the cool kids say when the going gets too tough
So I laugh it off, live it up, and let it slide
I light a cigarette and try another time
What's the point of living if you never strive for more
But I'm not keeping score
Because in the end the cool kids wind up just as miserable
Maybe the only way to win the game is not to play at all
Pack it in, give it up, and let it go
You'll only be the winner of the losers club
Is what the cool kids say when the going gets too tough
So I laugh it off, live it up, and let it slide
I light a cigarette and try another time
What's the point of living if you never strive for more
But I'm not keeping score