Seeing Sound

This is the first scene of an act With my own hand stuck in my back Around here the puppet is the puppeteer And I was down for the proverbial count So what do you want from me? Another song about apathy? Heartbreak is a friend these days But I couldn't care less That's what I've been paid to say I am lost a lot, but you can't believe me And my stomach knots, but you can't see that Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find it Should I say something sensational now? This life comes with some doubts And now my life has become a circus In the center ring, I'm a crying clown It's a little too exciting on the trapeze When you swing with your eyes glued to the ground And pain can be like a boomerang You push it out, it comes back again Heartbreak is a trend these days But I couldn't care less I've never been that trendy anyway I am lost a lot, but you can't believe me And my stomach knots, but you can't see that Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find it Should I say something sensational now? This life comes with some doubts We'll roll along thinking everything is wrong Watch our lives from afar Looking back is not so bad Realize what you've been missing Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find my way Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find my way