I'm not who you think I am, I just sell ideas
You've got your ticket and there's no bad seats in here
Everything is all out the window
I know what I'm supposed to want
But it just never feels right
Or as important as anything here
There's no use crying over fish in the sea
There's another way out of this room
That you and me don't know about
But man wasn't meant to fly
Seal me in that Samsonite and throw me off the roof
Everything's all out the window
