Twenty-Five years I’d say that qualifies for vintage it seems so hard to live with
Same place but they’re gone, ghosts lin - ger on and on and on and on
Want to turn the lights down that blind me
Want to say that we did this finally
Cross it off the list while we’re still all around
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

They Say to fake it till you make it
Haven't made it till I hear back from you
It’s such an iffy situation
I feel lost, I don’t know what I should do

Bluebell is playing on the stereo, spin this forever
Boneclouds, the Sun Maid Missed the Stage again
Prank calls to Vedder
Orange shag carpet delight dyn-a-sty
No word back and my phone sits there quietly
As we live in the moment banging out our own sound
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

They Say to fake it till you make it
Haven't made it till I hear back from you
It’s such an iffy situation
I feel lost, I don’t know what I should do

Do the same thing get the same results
Ends the same if you don’t work it out
Some like the money, and then some want the date
Waited so long, and now, no time to waste
I’m out of breath from just standing here running in place

They Say to fake it till you make it
Haven't made it till I hear back from you
It’s such an iffy situation
I feel lost, I don’t know what I should do
I feel lost, I don’t know what I should do
I feel lost, I don’t know what I should do
I feel lost, I don’t know what I should do