Sun down, Sun up
I speak in sarcasm to relate to all the things I appreciate
I lie in rhythm to open doors
I follow suit and just want more
My reputation is the same it's been
And I don't care what happens
I read the book, so I know the end

I've probably said too much
But I've never felt more accomplished
I'm losing sleep
I'm losing friends
I've got a love/hate/love with the city I'm in
I'll count the hours, having just one wish
If I'm doing fine, there's no point to this