I'd rather be at the bottom of a ladder I want to climb
Than poised atop the wrong one, living a lie pretending I'm fine
I'd rather be forgotten than remembered for all of time
As he who knew the wiser, shunning the signs, repeating the lies
Shunning the signs, repeating the lies
I had a pocket full of change but I threw it away
Spent it on the days to stay the same
Ready, aim, set... ways
Will I ever change? Do I ever change?
If only I could have fallen in a hole that I didn't dig
Then I could find my way out
Being so blind and losing my mind
If only I was a callous, I would try to feel something new
To move me in the right way
Sitting alive with feeling the ride
Sitting alive with feeling the ride
I had a pocket full of change but I threw it away
Spent it on the days to stay the same
Ready, aim, set... ways
Will I ever change? Do I ever change?
Empty promises, full of regret
Spilling into everything that I have left
Anything that I could do to get me back to you
The young want to change the world
The wise want to change themselves
The young want to change the world
The wise want to change themselves
The young want to change the world
The wise want to change themselves
The young want to change the world
But I just want to change myself
I had a pocket full of change but I threw it away
Spent it on the days to stay the same
Ready, aim, set... ways
Will I ever change? Do I ever change?
Empty promises, full of regret
Spilling into everything that I have left
Anything that I could do to get me back to you
Get me back to you

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