Fine times Standing in the longest of lines Fighting with the love of your life Hoping that one day you are right But no amount of luck can ever be found No amount of fuss can change you now Even if you chase it in every town You're still just a child running for your life In these fine times... Fine times Waiting for your check to be cut Find out that it's half of what you thought Hoping that one day it will be enough But no amount of luck can ever be found No amount of fuss can change you now Even if you chase it in every town You're still just a child running for your life In these fine times... Hide all your emotions Fake all your devotions Finally realize it will fail all your life And if you change your mind I hope you can remember why