Only time will tellA miss for a matchI think you've found the nicheNow I am twenty oneYoung, but still getting olderNow I've been wanting moreThan what you have taught meTo show me the riversLife living underneath a billboardThe sidewalks infestedThe people of plastic.Ok, so I've been holding outLying my weight on the doorUp above, I've never felt so numbUntil I made it outThey put a target on your foreheadThe day that you were born.I've waited my entire life, sitting on the sidesEveryday I hear you say that it gets easier with timeA life I never ruined, a light to show me out this timeAnd maybe, and maybe I was right all alongThe day you were born, a solid mark.Do you believe in everything?Do you believe in everything and everyone you meet?Do you believe in everything?Do you believe in everything and everyone you see?The day you were born, a solid mark written on your forehead.
