I guess I should've known better
Everything's become subjective
And we're always changing our perspective of what's right
And I'm caught between the color schemes of black and white
And I know that it's not right
It's not right

Because it seems that all the places we're staying have been claimed
And all of the claims, they have been staked
So who am I to grate you?
And who am I to write?
Seek, try, and all you'll find is
Seek, try, and all you'll find is

They say when it rains that it pours
When the window, it closes
It opens up a door
And I'm caught between the color schemes of black and white
And I know that it's not right
It's not right

Because it seems that all the places we're staying have been claimed
And all of the claims, they have been staked
So who am I to grate you?
And who am I to write?
Seek, try, and all you'll find is
Seek, try, and all you'll find is

The answer comes in time
That's just the story of my life
That's just the story of my life
I don't want anything from anyone anymore
I don't want anything from anyone anymore

Because it seems that all the places we're staying have been claimed
And all of the claims, they have been staked
So who am I to grate you?
And who am I to write?
Seek, try, and all you'll find is
Seek, try, and all you'll find is

That's just the story of my life
I don't want anything from anyone anymore