You wake up somedays and your head hurts
Like none of the lights in your house work
You've been up all night spending other people's money
It's time to slow down from the speed that your running

It's hard sometimes being yourself
Like discarded rags on your top shelf
You put on your clothes that you wore just once
And you're out of fashion and she's out of class

Everyones always asking "When were going away?"
Nobodys ever saying "When are we here to stay?"
Theres a hole in my pocket and a pressure in my head
Who are these people getting me out of bed

You wake up somedays and your head hurts
Like none of the lights in your house work
You've been up all night spending other people's money
It's time to slow down from the speed that your running
Everyones always asking "When were going away?"
Nobodys ever saying "When are we here to stay?"
Theres a hole in my pocket and a pressure in my head
Who are these people getting me out of bed

(Hey now holy cow, I don't know what we were doing)
You wake up somedays and your head hurts
(Oh wee look at me, we don't know what we were doing)
It's hard sometimes being yourself
(That's alright)
You've been up all night spending other people's money
It's time to slow down from the speed that your running
You put on your clothes that you wore just once
And you're out of fashion and she's out of class