Letras
I, I'm sick and tired of being
The person I don't wanna be
Like Mr. Loman's factory
Lower, your expectations worker man
It ain't all it's cracked up to be
Just like American history
Boredom strikes when nothing's left to chance
Forget them, and they'll slap you in the past
Being everything to everyone
Being everything to everyone
You, you said you wanted to marry me
But I, I said I didn't know where to be
No girl, it doesn't help me when I can't see
Feelings, and they're in ever so deeply
Boredom strikes when nothing's left to chance
Forget them, and they'll slap you in the past
Being everything to everyone
Can you handle it this way
Being everything to everyone, yeah
Being everything to everyone, makes you mad, yeah
Can you handle it this way
So why do you keep it up if it makes you so mad
'Cause being is easy
When you see yourself, see yourself
With things in your way
Without any body, body, body, body, yeah
Being everything to everyone, makes you mad, yeh
Can you handle it this way
Being everything to everyone, makes you sad, yeah
Being everything to everyone, makes you sad and mad and glad
So why do you keep it up if it makes you so mad