Millstones disguised as milestones
You peer into the room
That doesn't hold the things that you anticipated all your life
"the years you've wasted."
You're twenty-five, and barely alive
And this is not the life you thought you'd live
Not the love you thought you'd have
You're lonely, but you're not alone
But don't feel bad
You know it's not your fault
Your parents basically laid the foundation
The product of a loveless marriage
It's always been this way
Turn up the bottle and tie another one on