Why can't I break down on the metro?nYou know I wanted, from the get-go,nAnd all I wanted, was just to let go now.nnWhy can't I go back where I started?nI'm coming home now, broken hearted,nI'm all alone now, and all I wanted... yea.nnBut how could I go spending my money,nWhen I know it's not even funny, yeanThey're buying you, they're buying me.nCuz I can't help but feel a bit smaller,nObsessed by me. Obsessed by the dollar sign,nI sigh, ba da da da da...nnWhen I think about how it must be,nI only wish that, that you'd trust me,nAnd everything yea, yea it'd just be fine.nAnd when I think about all my friends now,nI wanna cry, I'm thinking ends' now.nThe years go by, there's different trends now yea.nnBut I can't help but feeling rejected,nWhen I'm told my opinions affected.nYea, you've heard it before? I bet you know the score.nAnd I can't help but loose motivation,nWhen I sit and drown in frustration,nAnd I just want to scream and shout.nAnd I just want to scream and shout.nnLalala...nnWhy can't I go back where I started?nI'm coming home now, broken hearted,nI'm all alone now, and all I wanted... yea.nnWas just a place in time where I'm feeling fine,nWhere I'm not dragged down,nWhere I've got peace of mind,nWhere a breath of air isn't so hard to find,nAnd rewind, I'm... there?