Emily wakes to the sound of her neighbor's alarm It richochets off the empty walls of her rented room The sun is a monster, dragging its tongue on her floor Swallowing everything 'Til there is nowhere left to move Another day crowds into her room Emily sits on the floor of her kitchen and stares Out of the window at November's red and dying leaves The crowded kitchen sink and this dirty window pane Provide the perfect frame To watch the dirty world outside Dead leaves and paper trash go blowing by Emily lays all her pills on the table So she can arrange them by color and shape All of this medicine, all of the side effects All of these doctors and still nothing's changed What if my whole life's just like this? Nothing gets better and everything's motionless What if my whole life's just like this? A flourescent hum that goes on and on and on and on Emily tries to get up in the night and trips Over a pile of work that she meant to do the week before How many days can you keep calling in sick and hope No one will notice and decide to drop the axe on you Keep it a secret, nobody sees that Your world is crumbling All of these moments are yours alone and Your world is crumbling What if my whole life's just like this? Nothing gets better and everything's motionless What if my whole life's just like this? A flourescent hum that goes on and on and on and on