I was never anything special I was always ordinary in every single way As I've aged I've realized that we're all the same in every way And I was always ordinary When I get so overwhelmed With the state of my home It's much easier digging a hole Were I can put my head until the morning comes I keep telling myself that its only a bad dream But I'm still waiting to wake up and run to my mother crying Is the world really ending at all? Or am I just holding it's weight for the very first time? (You were never anything special You were always ordinary in every single way As you age you'll realize how we're all the same in every way You were always ordinary) And so it comes and so it goes And so it goes and so it comes And when it comes nobody knows No one knows just when they go...