Every single step creeks in this house There's nothing you can do to turn the volume down Never wanted to see myself like this Backing down, I'm always running out of breath I may not be Einstein, but I'm wondering why I tried so hard to be your mommy in this mess When I'm sinking down to this Don't get so worked up It's only tomorrow And there's something kinda romantic About a day this bad It's all become so cinematic Because the truth is just too sad The only way I know to live through it Is to piss and moan and close my eyes The days are getting longer The world is getting better We're all just getting weirder No sense in pressing harder Don't get all spun out It's only a future