Ordinary

• The Buzzhorn
• Disconnected

Friends, the fun, the cigarettes, and the sun came out today

And they’re waiting for the turn of your back

Lies, deceit, the dirty looks, and some things they like to say

It’s the curve that made your confidence crack

This is your life, it’s all been ordinary

Until you find all you’re worth

Then you find your life is all but something ordinary

And you’re longing for home

You’re gonna find yourself at home

Bags that hang below your eyes

And the full-length mirror never lies

And it all comes so disgustingly clear

But you stand up straight now start to try

And it cleans up right in a suit and tie

But your money is no good around here

At home, yeah

Find yourself at home

At home, whoa-whoah

Life and death, the money that’s left

And the vultures dive to intercept

And the friendship rolls onto its side

And you wait for it really to die

Oh no

You’re gonna find yourself at home

You’re gonna find yourself at

You’re gonna find yourself at home

Oh no

You’re gonna find yourself at home