Lyrics

How many people would you say That you have met That are worth a good goddamn? 'Cause I've met too many people That I'd never like to see again In all our desperation To be the same in our differences You won't last You won't last You won't last In a world that's constantly changing You can't grab tenaciously to whatever you please And hope to be happy Change your clothes every few months And change your albums when You need to impress You need to impress You need to impress someone To feel alright How empty do you have to be To whore yourself ? How many people would you say That you have met That are worth a good goddamn? 'Cause I've met too many people That I'd never like to see again In all our desperation To be the same in our differences You won't last