....
I'm not tryin' to pretend
I'm not one for givin' in
To do anything just to be your friend

What ever you expect from me
Think about it carefully

Should I kiss, should I tell
Should I act like someone else

All these things are constantly

Knocking at my window oh, oh
In a crowd of choices
It's obvious to me

The moral of the story is

yea, I'm not trying to be cool

yea, I'm not trying to be cool
Or tellin' you what you should do
You gotta find out just for yourself

I only know what's right for me
The promises I want to keep
Should I drink, should I smoke

Should I drink, should I smoke
Should I lie so I can go

All these things are constantly
Knocking at my window oh, oh
In a crowd of choices
It's obvious to me
The moral of the story is

All these things are constantly
Knocking at my window oh, oh
In a crowd of choices
It's so obvious to me
The moral of the story is
Nobody else can live my life

Nobody else can live my life
It's my decision
Nobody else can tell me
If I fit in if I belong, feel good enough
And the list goes on and on, and on and on

All these things are constantly
Knocking at my window oh, oh
In a crowd of choices
It's obvious to me
The moral of the story is
All these things are constantly

All these things are constantly
Knocking at my window oh
In a crowd of choices
It's so obvious to me
The moral of the story is
That I make my own reality