Mr. and Mrs. Everyone

When it comes down to it I can't even see
When it comes down to it I exist only in my memories
Not the present or the future, the past is all I know
When it comes down to it I am just a ghost
When it comes down to it I am all alone
My thoughts and actions, my recourses, my own
Truthfully I don't think I am ready for this world
So let's hide inside this skin some more
I may be hopelessly in love
with coffeeshop talks, beach walks, and the stars above
With ideas about action without actually acting
Living our lives, out of our minds
And when it comes down to it I am filled with hope
I look around at all these faces, eyes all full of love
Even though it may be false, it still brings me joy
When it comes down to it I am just a boy
When it comes down to it I am filled with fear
All these plans and punk rock scams that never come to be
That black, white, boy, and girl will always label us
'cause when it comes down to it I am just a product
I am but flesh and blood and bone
Able to be ripped apart, spilled, and mashed to a pulp
And in the end I serve only this earth
My lineage inscribed, microscopic in dirt
When it comes down to i I am just in love
You and him or us and them, I just can't get enough
So let's get married in a place under the sun
Mr. and Mrs. Everyone
Mr. and Mrs. Everyone
We'll all feel safe under the same insurance plan
Mr. and Mrs. Everyone
Mr. and Mrs. Everyone
We'll go out and find the biggest coziest bed to call out own
Much needed rest will finally come
Mr. and Mrs. Everyone