early in the morning when my mind's so far away i begin to ask questions like i do everyday like somebody's got to do it does it have to be me if nobody really cares is it still a mystery driving under morning sun as busy as i am through all the things i try to do and all the things i can sneaking in under radar i'm driving into you i'll do all of the things you want i'll do all of the things you do cause sometimes to get by i believe in the lie