I've been told that to get what you want
  You just gotta give what you can
  But I know for what I want it don't come easy as that
  They say, "Look out, boy
  Tomorrow comes and things will look better by then."
  But I'll look out the window
  Then look in the mirror at the same old me again
  Still can't get it right
  And for all I know
  I swear I never will
  Do you think you'd sell your soul
  To just have one thing to turn out right?
  For the thousandth time you turn and find
  That it just makes no difference to try
  Like Holden Caulfield, I tell myself
  There's got to be a better way
  Then I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling
  Dream of brighter days
  No way out
  Same old stuff always drags me down
  No way out
  Never gonna get it