When I wake up in the morning, the taste of sleep won't leave my throat until I have a bagel and a glass of juice
And every day, it's the same; I wouldn't wish it otherwise, but all the same, what's there left to do?
Sometimes I wonder why I'm here, I'm living, breathing, automating, days go by before I get the chance to blink
Maybe everyone feels the same; it's hard to tell what people think when you're the jailer and you've locked yourself inside your head

I'm hopeless, obsessed
I dance through the curtains
Loops of licorice hung around my neck
But I slide the scissors through
Cutting up my only means of tying myself to the world
I jump up in the air
Nothing holds me back and I start to fly away
But I can only go so high
Before I leave the Earth's embrace and by then I'm too far gone
By then I'm too far gone

Sometime in elementary school, the teachers told us kids were playing in the street and dodging cars and they said it's not okay
I don't know who did it, but now I wonder if those kids knew what would happen if they lost or even if they cared
I find as I get older, I think I'm getting dumber, I doubt myself in every single thing that I do
I wish that I were happy, I wish I didn't feel consumed, I wish I could find something else to write songs about

I'm hopeless, obsessed
I dance through the curtains
Loops of licorice hung around my neck
But I slide the scissors through
Cutting up my only means of tying myself to the world
I jump up in the air
Nothing holds me back and I start to fly away
I'm hopeless, obsessed
I dance through the curtains
Loops of licorice hung around my neck
But I slide the scissors through
Cutting up my only means of tying myself to the world
I jump up in the air
Nothing holds me back and I start to fly away
But I can only go so high
Before I leave the Earth's embrace and by then I'm too far gone
By then I'm too far gone
By then I'm too far gone
By then I'm too far gone