Someone’s smiling at me, but behind my back
Not really focused
Gotta stay on track
I don’t even try my hardest
Cut me some slack
Not everyone’s figured out their plan of attack
Some of you manage to skate
But some of us have to scrape
Yet we still graze our knees and live with blindfolded fate
And someday soon
When it’s far too late
I’ll look back and say "Well, that wasn’t so great."