Broken Bells - No matter what you're told
You're falling way behindWell give it just a little bit of timeCause when we're all exposedDo you wanna be the first in lineThose bewitching crowdsThe smoke they blowCan make your head popThe ego is playing its tricks on you again and againWe'll blow all our chances thinking we knowAll the answers, and so it goesWith all the changes, nothing changesNo matter what you're toldSo you're picking up signsYou're scared you might be losing your mindAnd all the hopes of any shot you've gotAre leaving you behindYou're making light of this I knowAnd it's a shameThat your silly sentimental heart is to blameWe'll blow all our chances thinking we knowAll the answers, and so it goesWith all the changes, nothing changesNo matter what you're toldYou don't wanna end up in the lost and foundYou better hold on tightOdds will turn to evens when you're upside downYou've gotta hold on tightI don't wanna be there when you hit the groundYou need to hold on tightWe'll blow all our chances thinking we knowAll the answers, and so it goesWith all the changes, nothing changesNo matter what you're told