We're open-minded but short-sighted We expect what we want We all try to act surprised When it all falls apart That's no surprise That's no surprise We're resolute but still confused We're counting the cards We're itemized, prioritized By how far we can fall While we compare ourselves to the grandeur of statues We're lost within ourselves as we play to lose While we compare ourselves to paragons of virtue We're lost within ourselves as we play to lose As we pray to lose I'm crossing my name off I'm turning around I'm disconnected But glory bound