I'm one of those things you'll save forever

But never need

Like an old newspaper no one has time to read

This child has grown into a dead end

Since I lost the power to pretend



CHORUS

Buts it's all right

Thats who I am inside

Not much to say on this non-toxic

Ordinary day



That's no superhero standing right in front of us

So take this pocket full of kryptonite

And beat it back to Metropolis

There's only room for one on this microphone

In my finest hour I'm still alone



CHORUS



But old news can change

As memories float downstream

So don't judge me by my failures

But only by my dreams



CHORUS x2