When I sleep in my dreams
I'm faced with three open doors
And I'm curled up naked on the bathroom floor
People laughing, people crying,
People shouting for more
Everybody wants something I can't afford

To give and to take away.
To live for the better days.
It's nothing new.
What are we supposed to do?
It's nothing new.
What are we supposed to do?

Today seems like a day
That I should just hide away
From the things that I have to face everyday
People need people, people see me slipping away
To a cold dark hole

That's the place we lived for the better days
To give and to take away

It's nothing new.
What are we supposed to do?
It's nothing new.
What are we supposed to do?

Tonight seems like the night
That I should just give up the fight
Tired of trying to make everything seem right

In a branch in a tree
They're looking sadly down on me
The moral of the story's still a mystery