All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

It started out in a nice suburbed home with white picket fences this was a life of a little princess. Such a happy girl with pigtails and curls such a bright future when daddy gave her the world. She got a Benz on her sweet sixteen the most popular nominated the highschool queen and her father was being quite nice I mean not like the father's love, more like something else it seems. I know it bothers her wishing she could wake from this dream. I know its haunting her nobody was there to hear her scream what has her father done she wishes she was eighteen so she can up [bad word] as far away as she can be cause.

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere

She met a guy and his name is Jack. He served 12 weeks in basic training now he is off to Iraq. she holds her breath and counts the days till he flys back. But he never will cause Jack has died [bad word]  Her hope it seems her broken dreams now filled the body bag and return for his life she gets a folded flag with some dogtags,but man its so sad that the fact Jack will never have a chance to be a dad. She broke down when she heard this knowing that money was the only purpose for Jack joining the service and now she is nervous her kid is crying and the bills are piling in, she keeps a smile on the surface.

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere

American princess is now a queen but without a king her weary eyes has seen alot of things. not always pleasent, but the future brings a former shell of herself she is on the streets now she is doing things. [bad word] and alcohol can only help to kill the pain but it seems like nothing in this life can hide her shame. Walking in the rain, and man its so strange she is thinking to herself how the [bad word] did the world changed. car pulls up along the curb side another customer, its time to get inside. She demands to get her money before she goes farther. The man turns his face, it was her own father.

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere