Still waiting for my life to begin
Not even comfortable in my own skin
Always running on empty
Filling up on coffee and dreams
Being happy sure is harder than it seems
But I get up every morning
Feed the cats and go to work
And hope when I get home
That my man won't act berzerk
I try to make the best of it
'Cause what's the use in crying
Maybe one day I'll start living
Before I'm even dying
I try not to dwell
On everything I'm missing
So my life isn't exciting
That's why they invented television
But every night
Before I close my eyes and go to sleep
I make a wish that someday
My life will feel complete
But I get up every morning
Feed the cats and go to work
And hope when I get home
That my man won't act berserk
I try to make the best of it
'Cause what's the use in crying
Maybe one day I'll start living
Before I'm even dying
So things could sure be better
But they could get a whole lot worse
I'm a realistic optimistic
It's a blessing and a curse
But you don't have to worry
Because worry is a waste
I just keep on going
With a fake smile on my face
But I get up every morning
Feed the cats and go to work
And hope when I get home
That my man won't act berserk
I try to make the best of it
'Cause what's the use in crying
Maybe one day I'll start living
Before I'm even dying
Until then I'll try again
And I'll just keep on trying
So maybe I'll start living
Before I'm even dying