Beach Front Property

[Verse 1]
Said, "It's the end of days
And we're just hopin' for the beach front property"
Numb with indecision
Daring some asshole to take a swing
Got eight hundred dollars
To my name, not sure what it means
Tryna take these bastards
For a quarter of a million despite your mom's protesting

[Chorus]
If every city is the same
Doom and gloom under a different name
Maybe we should find our home in one

[Verse 2]
I hate the rhythm of our lives these days
Stare into a dead space shoutin' at my phone
Duckin' in my seat 'cause someone brought a bag into the movie theater
Everyone shrugs at the same time, yeah, yeah, we know
You're sick and sad there are thirty-somethings in a bar
Play us some nostalgia songs
'Cause no one really wants to hear about you anymore
I know

[Chorus]
If every city is the same
Doom and gloom under a different name
Maybe we should find our home in one
We argue and assign the blame
Not like any of us feel the shame
Count on one hand all the good we've done

[Bridge]
Said, "It's the end of days
And you're still pissing in the wind"
Don't believe in God
Figured he'd be a better planner than this

[Refrain]
I'm tired anyway
And why the hell would I care?
I'm tired anyway

[Chorus]
If every city is the same
Doom and gloom under a different name
Maybe we should find our home in one
We argue and assign the blame
Not like any of us feel the shame
Count on one hand all the good we've done

[Outro]
I'm tired anyway
Why the hell would I care?
I'm tired anyway