We're never satisfied with where we are
Like barking dogs begging to come in and out again
Looking through rear-view mirrors at the streets we left behind
missing the scenery we came for

Trapped in memories that turn into regrets
Forsake the point for the score unsettling
We hold onto nightmares that long ago were once our dreams
if we could wake and see the life we've always had

Living in the past Living in the future
Flirt with the way our lives could never be
Living for ourselves as we rip our sutures
bleed out abandon hope for today

There is no somewhere over that rainbow
No Technicolor land filled with all your lost dreams
The grass could be much greener, if you tended to your gardens
instead of trampling your seedlings to get a glimpse over the fence
Living in the past Living in the future
Flirt with the way our lives could never be
Living for ourselves as we rip our sutures
bleed out abandon hope for today

WHY DO WE FIGHT KNUCKLES BARE AND BLEEDING
WHY DO WE YEARN FOR TRAVELS BACK TO SIMPLE TIMES
WHY DO WE BEAT AND BRUISE EVERYTHING WE HAVE BEEN GIFTED
OUR FUTURES RUINED BY OUR DESIRE FOR IT
we're so blind to what we have
we're so blind to what we have
we're so blind to what we have
we're so blind to what we have
we're so blind to what we have
we're so blind to what we have