So you say all your white flags are up And that you've had enough And you're tired of collecting dust You say everything always looks the same And you made your brand new face To match your brand new place You say all your distress calls have gone out And your ship is going down Well, I say it to myself all the time Stop living half a life and stop feeling like I'm half alive I can't get enough, I'm not satisfied I've wasted my time with this daily grind In single file lines, is this real life? I keep telling myself sometimes what matters is on the inside Do you remember when we had all the answers? And can you really remember When we wished for anything better? Does it feel like it's been forever? 'Cause I feel like a broken record, head full of yesterdays You keep wishing your life away You can't keep looking over your own shoulder Things will never look up unless you start to move forward Well, I say it to myself all the time Stop living half a life and stop feeling like I'm half alive I can't get enough, I'm not satisfied I've wasted my time with this daily grind In single file lines, is this real life? I keep telling myself sometimes what matters is on the inside I can't get enough, I'm not satisfied I've wasted my time with this daily grind I can't get enough, I'm just getting by I can't stand this design for our bitter lives I keep feeling lost and I'm not satisfied With traffic and turnpikes and these tired eyes I can't get enough, I'm not satisfied I've wasted my time with this daily grind In single file lines, is this real life? I keep telling myself sometimes what matters is on the inside