I met some people the other day
A little get together, guess what we saw
There were lines on the mirror, they were having a ball
With their hearts all burning off the shrinking soul
We were trying hard to hear what they say
But we couldn't hear nothing
They didn't say nothing
They were having fun singing to every song
But we didn't belong
We didn't belong

We were all trying to just not care
But you can't grab at what's really not there

So stop at the door
Turn around in your place and listen
There's a pulse in your wrist
Connect your feet to the floor and give in

Thet were looking in and we were looking out
But it always seems the other way around
We all knew that there was something wrong
Something was broken
We couldn't really fix it at all
Makes me wonder to the very day
If four wer reversed, would eight feel the same?
They were just insecure and that's all wrong
Now we're getting along like there's really nothing the matter at all

We were all trying to just not care
But you can't grab at what's really not there

So stop at the door
Turn around in your place and listen
To your friends from the start
Connect the vein to the heart it's given
And if you find when you're drunk
There's an art to having fun in moving
So when you step out of place
It brings a smile to your face just living