I guess I should have 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's not right
It's not right

Because it seems all the places worth staying have been claimed.
And all of the claims, they have been staked.
So who am I to grade you?
And who am I to write?
Seek try and all you'll find is (the answer comes in time).

And they say that it rains,that it pours.
When a window closes, it opens up a door.
Because it seems all the places worth staying have been claimed.
And all of the claims, they have been staked.
So who am I to grade you?
And who am I to write?
Seek try and all you'll find is the answer comes in time.

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