You surround yourself with the Smiths and Jones's
Oversized egos, and shallow minds
They open there mouths but talk through there noses
Your better than that, don't waste your time
They all look through specs that are tinted with roses
Always have their alternative views
There lives are nothing but selfies and poses
Do you constantly feel that you're yesterday's news
Don't cry
So much my love for your nearest and dearest
Living the dream, but living a lie
Wake up to the fact that more can be less
Don't beat yourself up for the why
Don't get upset, don't cry
Don't beat yourself up for the why