Things aren't working out like they're supposed to,
but at least they're working out.
If you ask yourself if anything is meaningful,
you'll find that everything is, no doubt.
Call it lack of inspiration,
resignation, stupid or immature.
You can only do as much in little time,
if you're up for sharing I can split up mine.
'Cause it makes me happy.
I've been up and down
and out and in
and everything that's in between.
And in my ridicule I thought that I was something special,
in spite of ordinary dreams.
But you end up getting tired of doing psychoanalysis of yourself.
But you can only do as much in little time,
if you're up for sharing I can split up mine.
'Cause it makes me happy.
(Why can't we stay this way?)
I don't wanna go back,
I don't wanna move on.
(Why can't we stay this way?)
I don't wanna grow old,
I don't wanna stay young.
(Why can't we stay this way?)
I don't wanna go back,
I don't wanna move on.
(Why can't we stay this way?)
I don't wanna grow old,
I don't wanna stay young.
I don't wanna know you,
not like I used to know people.
I don't wanna change you,
not like I used to change people.
I just want to have you here.