Strung out beneath the tree
Roaming in the streets
Hoping you would come to me
Using less reality

You're a cheater and a liar and I'm thinking
(I could be wrong)
Isn't that the way we could've been

Waisting all these waking nights
All these problems and all these fights
What's the answer I am looking for
The hardest part is finding one

I'm a loser, you're a user, and I'm breaking
(I could be wrong)
All these feelings and the hearts for the taking

I'm mister nice guy
Falling for the show girl
I guess the problem's
That you don't even know girl

And all these struggles
Now they won't even matter
Because I'm living
My life without disaster

Sometimes
I need a little help
Sometimes
I need to catch my grip

I'm mister nice guy
Falling for the show girl
I guess the problem's
That you don't even know girl

And all these struggles
Now they won't even matter
Because I'm living
My life without disaster