Sun down, Sun up I speak in sarcasm to relate to all the things I appreciate I lie in rhythm to open doors I follow suit and just want more My reputation is the same it's been And I don't care what happens I read the book, so I know the end I've probably said too much But I've never felt more accomplished I'm losing sleep I'm losing friends I've got a love/hate/love with the city I'm in I'll count the hours, having just one wish If I'm doing fine, there's no point to this