We've always tried to find the brighter side
To living out our lives the way that we decided.
The glass was always halfway full
To us, the glass was always halfway full.
But things get difficult from time to time,
And the Devil has his way within our idle minds.
Even so, we really can't complain
Because we're doing things in our own way
And all our ritualistic ways
Help us tolerate this place

But now the consequence is at our hind
We're old enough to notice but too young to mind.
We can't afford to to pay it heed
Because this is where we want to be.
we keep on clinging to the brighter side
Watching one another start a slow decline.
The bird is feeling slightly bruised,
And the horse is gearing up the goose.
The rest of us line up abuse
It's all we ever want to do any more.

The times have changed but we remain fixated
To the same old vices and situations
And all we do is work to afford the cost of living
So that we can do the things that we want to do.
The bright side looks a little dim right now.

And now we crowd around a bar room table,
Mixing up our facts with all our half-ass fables.
We talk about the great old past,
And how it happened way too fast.
We don't care about how full the glass,
We only care about who's going to buy the next round.

The times have changed but we remain fixated
To the same old vices and sitations
And all we do is work to afford the cost of living
So that we can do the things that we want to do.
Our friends escape but we remain fixated
To the same old lifestyle and entertainment.
And all we do is work to afford the cost of living
So we can play our music for who God knows who.
The bright side looks a little dim right now.