There no use staring down an open road
There’s no way to see where it will end
The clock starts running and nobody knows
How much time until it ends

Yea but at least we got each other
Until we both discover
You only love yourself
It’s a popular disorder
Disgusting

Way to go
Way to go
But I guess now we know

If I make it in this life
I want everyone to know
There’s no selfish jealousy
I’d bring everyone along

You don’t trust me
You say that it must be
A trap, can’t just be
All inside your head

What makes a person wanna lose control
I think I could maybe understand
The worlds gone crazy everybody knows
But nobody knows when it will end




Look at the way we treat each other
No love for one another
I’m screaming from my lungs
Why won’t anybody listen

Oh, you’re unhappy now
Cause you don’t have it all
But know, you’ve got enough
Don’t ever ask for more

Ten thousand years ago
I sat here on my own
Ten thousand years ago
I sat here all alone

I was laughing at myself
Wasn’t playing on my phone
I had nothing I could lose
There was nothing there at all

Except one thing
There’s always this one thing
It’s right out of reach
But if you ask enough

They’ll say oh, you’re unhappy now
Cause you don’t have it all
And oh, you’ve got enough
Don’t ever ask for more
So, you’re unhappy now
Cause you don’t have it all
What do you know, you’ve got enough
Don’t ever ask for more

Ten thousand years ago
I sat here on my own
Ten thousand years ago
I sat here all alone

I was sleeping through the night
Never anxious or depressed
Wasn’t holding nothing back
Now we’re on and off of drugs
It’s disgusting
Well way to go
Way to go
I guess that’s life you know

Ten thousand years ago
Ten thousand years ago
Ten thousand years ago
Ten thousand
Ten thousand