Worse For Wear

I hate to be the one to break the news This isn't like the world you grew up in and breezed right through (right through) You always said to leave it better than you found it But then you left it A little bit worse for wear A little bit scared A little underprepared A little too self-aware You always said it would get better when we're older Now we're just big kids living in an old man's world When's it gonna be our turn? Who's to say this is the way it's supposed to work? Or is it just a lesson we never learned? You've got the white picket fence and the second wife you can't stand You've got the job and the house full of fake friends You've got your luxury cars digging you deeper into debt And your prescription addiction is working for the weekend Never making any progress Working for the weekend Leave it better than you found it A little bit worse for wear A little bit scared A little underprepared A little too self-aware You always said it would get better when we're older Now we're just big kids living in an old man's world When's it gonna be our turn? Who's to say this is the way it's supposed to work? Or is it just a lesson we never learned? Drowning in an ocean of debt You swore it'd pay for itself Now we can't pay the rent on all the houses you bought for yourself Trickle down sounds just like swimming upstream Picking up the scraps like a tree growing upside down What's the point of pulling up on these bootstraps When you glued them to the ground? I hate to be the one to break the news This isn't like the world you grew up in and breezed right through (right through) You always said to leave it better than you found it But then you left it a little bit worse for wear A little bit scared A little underprepared A little too self-aware You always said it would get better when we're older Now we're just big kids living in an old man's world When's it gonna be our turn? Who's to say this is the way it's supposed to work?