Pinball

In this life arcade I am one in a million.
 Bouncing off the pins of the neon illusion.
 I know some play for fun, and I know you play to win.
 Well I'm just trying to get through, and I'm watching the quarters fall in.
 I-I-I-I should've been wi-i-ise to the conversation.
 You you you you you were shutting your ey-ey-eyes on the situation.
 Today I see clearer, I'm just a silver ball.
 Shooting by you like a mirror reflecting, on us all.
 I'm racing down a line at the the speed of light.
 I'm suddenly reminded why I even tried.
 I-I-I-I should've been wi-i-ise to the conversation.
 You you you you you were shutting your ey-ey-eyes on the situation.
 Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh all of these points that we're busy collecting.
 I-I-I-I-I I'm finally starting, starting to question.
 At the end of the day.
 It's just a game we play.
 And a fist full of paper tickets, will get you nothing but plastic me.
 Well, I'm now wise to the conversation.
 And I-I-I-I and shutting my eyes on the situation.
 And oh-oh all we're striving for is a straight shot through.
 And I-I-I-I recognize there's just some work to do.
 I-I-I