I'm Tired

And I wake up, and start the day Look in the mirror, yeah fine, okay I'm tired, tired of getting through Listening to Whitney as I board the train What's it all for? Everyday's the same I'm tired, tired of getting through I, and I can't be the only one I was on time to stare at a screen Pencil pushing monotony Oh, I'm tired, tired of getting through Procrastinating, pens put in a line Daydreaming of new alibis I'm tired, tired of getting through And the keys stuck in the front door Had to wait an hour, it didn't rain, it poured I'm tired, tired of getting through I, and I can't be the only one And I can't be the only one TV dinners, still don't want to eat Sex in the city, huh? I'd be so lucky I'm tired, tired of getting through And it's nighttime so I take off my clothes Look in the mirror, swear I'm alone I'm tired, tired of getting through I, and I can't be the only one No, I can't be the only one I'm tired of getting through I'm tired of getting through I'm tired of getting through I'm tired of getting through