text: Heres another Sunday morning call
  Yer hear yer head-a-banging on the door
  Slip your shoes on and then out you crawl
  Into a day that couldnt give you more
  But what for?
  And in your head do you feel
  What youre not supposed to feel?
  And you take what you want
  But you dont get it for free
  You need more time
  Cause your thoughts and words wont last forever more
  And Im not sure if itll ever work out right
  But its ok
  Its all right
  When youre lonely and you start to hear
  The little voices in your head at night
  You will only sniff away the tears
  So you can dance until the morning light
  At what price?
  And in your head do you feel
  What youre not supposed to feel?
  And you take what you want
  But you wont get it for free
  You need more time
  Because your thoughts and words wont last forever more
  And Im not sure if itll ever work out right
  Its ok
  Its all right
  And in your head do you feel
  What youre not supposed to feel?
  And you take what you want
  But you wont get hope for free
  You need more time
  Because your thoughts and words wont last forever more
  And Im not sure
  If itll ever, ever, ever work out right
  If itll ever, ever, ever work out right
  Will it ever, ever, ever work out right?