歌词
Is your glass half empty, or glass half full?
Are your fingers cramped from keeping them crossed?
And are you blue in the face from holding your breath?
Are you developing a nervous complex?
I'm almost sure that I've been here before
But this is no deja vu
It's on the tip of my tongue
Has been all along
But I just can't make a sound
Good luck I think we're going to need it
Are we the bad guys, 'cuz I just can't keep a secret
Was it you?
Was it me?
That I saw on the screen
Is my imagination playing tricks on me?
Has my motivation called in sick again?
Keep holding on, until the bitter end
So is your glass half empty, or glass half full?
Are you dodging the cracks beneath your feet?
Are you counting down the seconds as they slip away?
Can you finish the dreams you had yesterday?
I'm almost sure that I've been here before
But this is no deja vu
It's on the tip of my tongue
Has been all along
But I just can't make a sound
Good luck I think we're going to need it
Are we the bad guys, 'cuz I just can't keep a secret
Was it you?
Was it me?
That I saw on the screen
Is my imagination playing tricks on me?
Has my motivation called in sick again?
Keep holding on until the bitter end
I'm almost sure that I've been here before
But this is no deja vu
It's on the tip of my tongue
Has been all along
But I just can't make a sound
Good luck I think we're going to need it
Are we the bad guys, 'cuz I just can't keep a secret
Was it you?
Was it me?
That I saw on the screen
Is my imagination playing tricks on me?
Has my motivation called in sick again?
Keep holding on until the bitter end
The bitter end