You're taken down by the pressure   Of the story that you make this up to be   Mistaking passion for pleasure   Where's the progress, do you remember      I noticed you told me to be careful   To be careful for this place   It's known for disaster   And disaster is known for destruction of your lies      Why can't we win, why can't we      All take turns, I know it's harder   It's coming 'round again, but back to the matter   As I've got nothing to prove to anyone   I haven't got much, but I'm getting somewhere      You see me off with your goodbyes, with your heartache   With those dramatic stories and I, I'm humbly leaving   With my modesty on my sleeve and I say goodbye      Why can't we win, why can't we      All take turns, I know it's harder   It's coming 'round again, but back to the matter   As I've got nothing to prove to anyone   I haven't got much, but I'm getting some      We all take turns, I know it's harder   It's coming 'round again, but back to the matter   As I've got nothing to prove to anyone   I haven't got much, but I'm getting somewhere      And I'm so carefully waiting for this   And I came along with a cheer, you say this   Everything I am is everything I wanted to be      Why can't we      All take turns, I know it's harder   It's coming 'round again, but back to the matter   As I've got nothing to prove to anyone   I haven't got much, but I'm getting some      We all take turns, I know it's harder   It's coming 'round again, but back to the matter   As I've got nothing to prove to anyone   I haven't got much, but I'm getting somewhere