why cant we lead simple lives
like we admire others having

wonder how they manage
to be so happy with the little joys of life
how did our's get so complicated
just when we thought everything was right

meaningless conversations going astray
under others conspiring eyes falling pray
once again the blame game becomes a party hit
blammers take home the jackpot
while the blammed loose their bets

our simple childhood turned to teenage wild
conditions us to believe 'the grass is ALWAYS greener on the other side'