EVERYBODY

Everybody wants to find a place where they belong
Everybody wants to feel at home
Everybody wants to know no matter where they go
In the end they won't end up alone

Nobody I ever met – who said they couldn't cope
Came from out the womb and asked for pain
Now they point at victims, and they call them volunteers
Where's the edge that makes us go insane…

Everybody is the kind of word that shakes me up
Makes me feel outnumbered, I admit
Out among the masses, I'm invisible I guess
Looking high and low, to try and fit

Nobody knows what do to make them feel ok
Everyone looks out for number one
In the end, it's just enough, to make you run away
No wonder people drink or buy a gun

Everybody seems to act as if there's nothing wrong
No one will admit what's plain as day
Pass the buck or rubber neck but still they drive on by
No one has the time to point the way.

Everyone's a critic, even when you haven't asked
Everyone will tell you what to say
Can't they mind they're business and let well enough alone
I pretend that everything's OK

Everyone is wrapped in themselves and holding tight
Everyone is scared to make scene
Nobody is brave enough to lend a helping hand
So I end up sandwiched between

Every rock that tumbles down and lands against my heart
And a sinking soul that just won't heal
Every day the everybody's take a little more
Now there's nothing left for them to steal