Well I think I've outgrown all the things I can count on
I've ate my young words guess that must be adulthood
I'm starting to think we're all made to suffer
Good thing there's nothing else that can discourage me further
All my square friends say I'm in denial
Because my world and my ideals just can't reconcile
It's startlingly clear my goals are irrational
I'm living my life like a goddamned fanatical
Whoah-oh
Maybe
This is my luck break
This gig don't pay off so it's become an obsession
I'ts put me in debt and put me in depression
In ten fruitless years I have not learned my lesson
Hope nothing goes wrong with my chosen profession
I think I'm too young to feel quite so jaded
But I'm getting too old to feel so elated
The chances are slim, statistically speaking
Of ever making a difference in anything
(Whoah-oh)
Maybe
This is my luck break
Tonight
Despite the distress the dreams not dying
Cause there's nothing to gain if you just stop trying
To fight the good fight is a fight worth fighting
I've bet my whole life
I've got one shot, I can't stop
(Whoah-oh)
Maybe
This is my luck break
Tonight