We don't believe what's on TV Because it's what we want to see And what we want, we know we can't believe We have all learned to kill our dreams I need to know that when I fail you'll still be here 'Cause if you stick aground I'll sing you pretty sounds And we'll make money selling your hair I don't care what's in your hair I just want to know what's on your mind I used to say "I want to die before I'm old" But because of you I might think twice What if my dream does not happen Would I just change what I've told my friends I don't want to know who I would be When I wake up from a dreamer's sleep