Maybe I'm defensive cuz it's my favorite song But you cheapen the pa**ion every time you sing along and laugh You take the photograph and recreate it piece by piece You stand the same way and wear the same clothes But you don't see the desperation and frustration underneath The pose the real belief Cuz you're a second rate imitation A watered down simulation of the real thing And that alone wouldn't bug me But it's you thinking that everything is and has always been that same way Well it almost sounds like anger Almost looks like pa**ion Almost seems like real life worth living You congratulate yourself for seeming so convincing Then go home alone and find that something's still missing If this is what you wanted all along I guess we don't see eye to eye Cuz I'm looking around trying to figure out what went wrong So much potential should've added up even if we'd given up I'd understand but we tried so hard and got nothing But a rented hall with your sh**ty band Who are we kidding we k**ed our own Dreams before anyone else ever got the chance And now we don't even dance, so let's just go home Well it almost sounds like anger Almost looks like pa**ion Almost seems like real life worth living We congratulate ourselves for seeming so convincing Then go home alone and find that something's still missing