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