Lyrics

How many times can you recast yourself?
You're withering on the vine
And how many times can you outdo yourself?
Your hang-ups look like mine

You want it want it new
But nothing's worse than the new you

Grownup's nursery rhyme is higher, faster, richer, much much more
Bigger houses, cars, with credit cards and clothes you can't afford

I'd give away my sight so you could have new eyes
And if you never changed
Then your new face is mine

How many times can I follow you
Without caring why?
How many words can undo the truth?
See I'm trying line by line

If I knew my worth I'd know where to draw the line
I thought that I was sure
That your dreams weren't mine
That your dreams weren't mine