Finger Eleven

If I were the betting kind I bet you thought the easy life
Was the one you thought you'd live by
And all you had to do was decide
A swimming pool size
Well, you're right
I wish there was an ending to spoil
So as long as I'm thinking
How about a great tragedy?
Where I imagine fire and glass and taillights blinking
We'll see.
And if I was the betting kind I bet you thought the easy life
Was the one you thought you'd live by
All you had to do was decide
A swimming pool size
Well, you're right
I wish there was an ending to spoil
So as long as I'm thinking
About a horrible scene
Where I can watch your hopes and your dreams
Just blow into pieces
Before me?
Is there something to learn
Or something to see?
Because nothing to lose
Is not nothing to be