It Goes To Bed

Why are you surprised?
Nobody's right.
Thoughts on people's minds, all or nothing.
And must you be so blind
not to realize, 
everybody's thoughts mean something.

*It goes to bed, it goes to bed.
It goes to bed, it goes to bed.
Can't you realize, we're nothing.*

Nothing stays the same.
All we do is blame.
We're the ones at fault, no ones perfect.
I'll tell it like it is,
we don't belong in this