Up the corporate ladder, or up the stairs. We're not getting anywhere. Learn to love the false reality of it all. Sit and wait for our house of cards to fall.
On this couch, in this bedroom, in this house with all my friends. We laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and I don't want it to end. We're growing up. I hear that things are going to change. Time's not slow enough. Everything is prearranged.
And we'll sing along like it's not our song if we know the words.
On this couch, in this bedroom, in this house with all my friends. We laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and I don't want it to end. We're growing up. I hear that things are going to change. Time's not slow enough. Everything is prearranged.
And we'll sing along like it's not our song if we know the words.