Take another shot in the dark
Maybe check your aim
I'm right here
Wearing the same old face
Bored to death
Trying to keep this poetic flame
If it went out
Would I be the same?
If I go down
Am I the one to blame?

Oh what's the point in trying, anyhow?
Oh what's the point in trying, anyhow?
Feeding on the floor
Of the gratification train
Just one more stop
'Til the view is nice again
Reboot the simulation
Maybe I can change my name
Dye my hair black
With some streaks of gray
Call me "Lucius"
Man I'm "so L. A. "

Oh what's the point of trying, anyhow?
Oh what's the point of trying, anyhow?
Oh what's the point of trying, anyhow?
Oh what's the point of trying, anyhow?

And I keep feeling like
I'm falling out the window
I'm trying to grip but I'm too slow
I see the light from the balcony
Begin to fade
But then I look around
And I see that it isn't just me
A couple friends, and my family
We're all together and
On the ground floor, moving on
This party's chill
But not for everyone
Take another shot in the dark
Maybe check your aim
I'm right here
Wearing my own face
Oh what's the point of trying, anyhow?
Oh what's the point of trying, anyhow?
(And I keep feeling like, I'm falling out the window)
Oh what's the point of trying, anyhow?
(And I keep feeling like, I'm falling out the window)
Oh what's the point of trying, anyhow?