Calling into work
Put on the same shirt and run
No, I never feel like I'll escape the debt
Like cigarettes, they won

Waiting on a bus
Oxygen for lunch again
Now I'm tethered
It feels like this weekly pay just melts away
And it's not getting any better

Guess I'll be sleeping in the basement
This two story house, working it out
Disappointment in their faces
For what I am now, I slip into the background

Ooh, the expectations never met
I slip into the background
You got me, you got me
Holding up the line

Credit card declined again
Tarred and feathered
I thought that by twenty-four
I might have more

Now it's really not a question whether
I'll be sleeping in the basement
This two story house, working it out
Disappointment in their faces

For what I am now, I slip into the background
Ooh, expectations never met
I slip into the background
You got me, you got me

You said I'd understand when I'm older
You said it would all make sense
Looking back over my shoulder
Is this what you really meant?
Or am I missing the point?

Guess I'll be sleeping in the basement
This two story house, working it out
Disappointment in their faces

For what I am now, I slip into the background
Ooh, expectations never met
I slip into the background
You got me, you got me