Why is it for everyone
There's got to be a greater sum
Of reasons to believe that I need
It's so easy forget
And every time I've ever been
Acknowledging I've seen this all before

Why do all excuses come
When all I really need is none
I guess these instincts they bring back more
But do I think I know too much
And in the end could that be enough
But am I certain what I'm asking for?