Unrealistic Expectations

Driving down the highway
Going 80 on the 19
Thinking maybe I might be
The only thing holding me back
Seeing all the lights fly right by me
Singing 80's on a Friday
Wish my Ford Escape was really a Mercedes
That tore away from all the ladies

(Chorus)
Why do I fall
Into these unrealistic expectations
Why do I call
Myself a bitch if I don't get wasted
Why do I compare
Myself to all these people who don't care about me

Running down the sidewalk
In my high tops
On a hot day like a cyclops
I've got a myopic view of what they want me to be
(What they want me to be)
Feel like I gotta be stronger
With a six pack
Then I get back to the hot tub
With a rack of ribs and a gang of hot sluts
Rooting around for the magnum condoms

(Chorus)
Why do I fall
Into these unrealistic expectations
Why do I call
Myself a bitch if I don't get wasted
Why do I compare
Myself to all these people who don't care about me

People lacking the satisfaction
The saddest fact is they're lacking action
People lacking the satisfaction
The saddest fact is they're lacking action
People lacking the satisfaction
The saddest fact is they're lacking action
People lacking the satisfaction
The saddest fact is they're lacking action
I wanna be free
I wanna be free