This Is Living

Forget it
 Time passes by
 You call that a living
 I just don't get it
 You don't fit in it
 With anything anymore
 Cus it's such a bore
 What a chore
 Are you really free
 Let me be
 Now this is living
 You're always counting down the days
 Watching me slowly drift away
 Wondering when you'll find the time
 Oh what a shame
 Still yours to blame
 Take your last paycheck on the life you lease
 Then tell me everything I'll never be
 All the chances, consequences
 Blame it on your circumstances
 Put your old life in a casket
 Burn it down dance on the ashes
 And I've been living out my days
 Watching you slowly waste all of
 Your time and killing mine
 Oh what a shame
 You know, you're still to blame