(Verse 1:)

I woke up this morning with a smile on my face

I realized im okay with second place

This world i know expects so much from me

Another ride back home that leads to nothing.

(Chorus)

Wether its thursday

And my best just wasnt enough

It was better than yesterday

Cause it makes no sense to give up

Crooked smiles facing

Theyre pockets heavy

A wild card of doubt

I can see right thru you

I can see right thru you

Try to pick your words and say what you will

No original thoughts your heads they fill

A slight upper hand at a flash of wealth

I dont need that ill speak for myself