You say your job is a pain It's pulling you down the drain I think you'd rather complain
He knocks you to the floor But you go back for more when you could walk out the door He's a loser honey, leave him
You say your town is too small, you live your life at the mall You can't have it all until you leave it behind you And you wait for the day when luck will come home to stay
Don't justify your complacency to me That's not an adventure, that's a job You say you lack what it takes You say your face lacks a face There's a fact you gotta face They broke the mold when they made ya
Another face in the crowd
Life's so short, life's so short, life's so short, life's to short man