I stopped to talk to my friend   He said he messed up again   Said he don't wanna be here   Don't know how to leave   And he talked about how   He would bush, beat around   Just add to his mess   While nothing changed      Everyday is another ride   Everyday is a chance to fly   So get up, get on with life   And ride, ride      Everyday last week she   Would drink herself to sleep   Said she don't wanna be here   But she don't wanna leave   And then right around noon   She'd still be up in her room   Trying to think her way out   Of an unlocked door      Everyday is another ride   Everyday is a chance to fly   So get up, get on with life   And ride, ride      Don't know where to begin   Here it comes again   Can I pause and just   Start things over?   Leave the fortunate sun   Get another one    That's right on time      Everyday is another ride   Everyday is a chance to fly   So get up, get down that line   And ride, ride