I don't have any idea how to do this
I've watched my whole life with a wide open mouth
And I feel so much pain when I see all the people I love
In positions they can't figure out

And the truth is that some never will
By no fault of their own, 'cause the world's built to kill them
And I'll never understand why

The Silver Lake yogis are all on their high horse
Preaching compassion while others don't eat
And it's no different out there in Maine where the real estate market

Is pushing families to the street
My dad says the economy's good
But I think that we're speaking a different language
What is the rent like in hell