There is no space   For what you need to know   On the forms that I must fill out      I'm happiest alone   I'm miserable that way   All this stuff just wants to spill out      I take pleasure   In the simple things   I love my headphones   And my wedding ring      Are you talking to me now or reading from a script?   What's that supposed to mean you say you wanna be yourself?   I don't think you really know just who the hell that is.   You spend half your life pretending you're like everybody else      I tell the same joke   Many different ways   But you never seem to get it      You're jerking off   To catalogs   Don't you feel a bit pathetic?      I take pleasure   In the simple things   I love my headphones   And my wedding ring      You spend half your life remembering your life when you were young   Half your life dreaming how much better life can get   Well every time you make a choice, hey half your life is gone   All you've got's a few good dreams   Divided into many small regrets.      I never take any pictures   Just try to remember   All I remember is trying      Here's a story I like   I think it happened to me   I don't even know   If I'm lying   If I'm lying   If I'm lying      Are you talking to me now or reading from a script?   What's that supposed to mean you say you wanna be yourself?   Well I don't think you really know just who the hell that is   No I don't think you have a clue just who the hell that is      So what's your half life?   So what's your half life?   So what's your half life?   So what's your half life?   You spend half your life pretending you're like everybody else.