I already know what you're gonna say I already know the things you're gonna do Somehow I know how the story ends I've been here before and it's happened again Can't seem to break out of this trend Just a little more than frustration My private hell, eternal damnation So tired and so bored, it's the same every day Something's gotta change I already know what you're gonna say I already know the things you're gonna do Somehow I know how the story ends An open book with worn out pages The shallow look on your face Says that there is no destination It comes as no revelation So tired and so bored, it's the same every day Something's gotta change I already know what you're gonna say I already know the things you're gonna do Somehow I know how the story ends So predictable, you're so predictable Predictable, you're not original I already know what you're gonna say I already know the things you're gonna do Somehow I know how the story ends