How Are You Supposed To Know

A picture of yourself

Armed with all you'll know

Stabbing through the dark

For a place to go

It's the pages, it's the past

It's the roots that trip that grow

Search yourself for something

For something you've not done

Bothered off and living

A life of your own

In the city where convenience

Is the throw of a stone

How are you supposed to know?

How you are supposed to go?

So you take to living

Living is all you've got

Dodge the fake and fiending

And all the things you're not

All the love you'd give

But your heart's still uncaught

How are you supposed to know?

How you are supposed to go?

How are you supposed to know?

How you are supposed to go?

If you'd take the time to cut once you measure twice

To find out the best things to know

A dream in rewind like you're a man of the mice

To find out the best way to go

Wouldn't that be nice

If you could cut once you measured twice?

How are you supposed to know?

How you are supposed to go?

(How are you supposed to know?)

(How you are supposed to go?)