Simple, Small

Tugging on your strings Giving your love to the senseless things Somewhere down the line Complete and total redesign Keep your feet off the pavement cracks Run-down station, make your tracks Sign the papers, squeeze you dry Never let them see you cry Make it simple, make it small Minimalistic overhaul Gray world's praying on your fall Scraping pennies, wherewithal It's been a long day, and I've grown tired My dignity's past and my patience expired Maybe it's time we hang it up Look back on a life and watch it change Forgot how to feel, and it feels so strange Make it simple, make it small Minimalistic overhaul Backwashed resource residue Timed it out, we're right on queue You could never get used to the smell of smoke Everyone's laughing at the same old jokes You could never get used to the smell of smoke Everyone's laughing at the same old jokes We're running and running and running and running And running and running and running and running We're running and running and running and running And running and running and running and running Used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it I'm used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it, I'm used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it Used to it, I'm used to it