Wondertour

You've already made

Too many mistakes

To ever amount

To anything great

You're not allowed

To dream out loud

You're far too young

To even count

You're much to poor

Without any doubt

And you haven't done

Nearly enough

To deserve any grace

Or anyone's love

God, speak true

To the lies we've believed

Instead of you

You're in the wrong city

For that line of work

And you'll never make it

Unless you're a jerk

Live for yourself

And store up more wealth

We've traded in dreams

And youthful ideals

For less noble things

Of paying the bills

And trying our best

To look like the rest

While hiding our fears

By the way we all dress

God, speak true

To the paychecks

We have trusted

Instead of you