Contrast and Compare

{No it's seven so it's five hours before 1998

Here's the song

And the last time I

One two three, one two three}

Contrast and compare between the busy ones

And the ones that don't care

Until there is no one that you really know

So I drift through these days

Of appointments and promises made

They'll all end up broken and quickly replaced

Weeks are slow, days drag on

Even practice and parties seem long

But I found myself going

I guess there's nothing to do, oh well

Group of kids, line of cars

More will show up after the bars close

There's this boredom that drowns everything

Bottles break, music plays

Conversations competing for space

I look for a corner or a quieter room

There's no heat

(There's no heat)

In this house

(In this house)

I can't breath with these words in my mouth

But I'm not going to say them

Yea, I've made that mistake before

On the stairs, she grabs my arm

Says, "Whats up, where you been, is something wrong?"

I try to just smile and say everything's fine