I'd be a lying man if I said that, "Everything was fine,"
But sometimes lying is the [bad word] in disguise. [bad word] to find my heart isn't right with my soul
Two different loves with a similar glow

I'm two steps away from my subtle smooth escape.
And opportunity is knocking on my door
I call in sick to day
I regret all my mistakes
And opportunity is knocking on my door

I’m a tyrant you’re a crook
And were all just selfish for a chance at the hook
And there’s nothing in this ghost town but the cries and the souls that we've found

I'm two steps away from my subtle smooth escape.
And opportunity is knocking on my door
I call in sick to day
I regret all my mistakes
And opportunity is knocking on my door
I'm two steps away from my subtle smooth escape.
And opportunity is knocking on my door
I call in sick to day
I regret all my mistakes
And opportunity is knocking on my door

What a mess I [bad word] I'm not sure if I'm the right one
It’s not just me; it’s my whole generation,
Generation,
Generation
 [bad word] to find my heart isn't right [bad word] to find my heart isn't right with my soul.
With my soul,
With my soul,
With my soul

I'm two steps away from my subtle smooth escape.
And opportunity is knocking on my door
I call in sick to day
I regret all my mistakes
And opportunity is knocking on my door
And opportunity is knocking on my door
And opportunity is knocking on my door