I was young, I couldn't see
What was right in front of me
Wasting time, til I feel nothing
I've got not much more left to give
Lay it all out
In front of me
But that's how it goes
Being tied down to the same floor
You grew up in
Hate it when it all comes crashing in
It's raining down, swore I saw you there
Posted at a bus stop in LA
But I couldn't tell, I never really cared
Bout the way you wanted me to change
But hat's how it goes
Being tied down to the same floor
You grew up in
Hate it when it all comes crashing in
Yeah that's how it goes,
Trying everything to be a different way
Sinking in again
To the very shoes
You thought would never fit
I'm at an odds
With the hue
That covers
My room
So it's how it goes
Watching everything and everyone you know
Pass you by
While you're left out to dry
Guess that's how it goes
Learning how to be alone
On your own