I’m sitting here worrying about the future.
I’m sitting here wishing for the past.
I’m sitting here ignoring my surroundings.
I guess I forgot the present doesn’t last.
I’ve been fighting every day of my life so
I’d be so different from my father it’d be obscene.
But after twenty-six years, I found out today
I’m my father’s son, yes indeed.
Today I was standing on your gravestone.
Five years before we were dancing all night long,
at a beautiful wedding, with family and friends.
The next year I was writing you your song.
Everything is moving way too fast for
me to keep up the pace.
Every step forward feels like another in the ground.
I don’t think I’ll finish this race.
Now I’m sitting here wondering,
“What should I do now?”
As I see the man next to me,
I realize that nobody’s figured it out.
I wish that I could feel something
for someone besides myself.
But I’m a scared little boy
who’s hiding away
who doesn’t want to lose anyone else.
But all I want to be is accepted,
but if you don’t then I don’t give a damn.
and I’m faking my strength with inflatable weights.
I’m a phony, I’m a fraud, and I’m a sham.
I guess we just want to feel important.
More important than we truly are.
we’re just extras in a movie who die at the start,
even though we think we’re the star.
But there’s gotta be some humor through the anguish
there’s gotta be some laughter in the pain
and I’d rather be laughing, than crying life away.
Plus there’s less to clean at the end of the day.
Now I’m sitting here wondering,
“What should I do now?”
As I see the man next to me,
I realize that nobody’s figured it out.
I’m sitting here worrying about the future.
I’m sitting here wishing for the past.
I’m sitting here ignoring my surroundings.
I guess I forgot the present doesn’t last.