I said this time last year

That we′d be gone, but we're still here

Just waiting for our turn to goBut no one seems to notice

We′re still swimming upstream with the best of us

Another summer passes by

Like water through our fingers

Crows feet creep a little deeper

Creasing like a piece of paper

But origami never seemed so beautiful

Pack it in, give it up, and let it go

You'll only be the winner of the losers club

Is what the cool kids say when the going gets too tough

So I laugh it off, live it up, and let it slide

I light a cigarette and try another time

What's the point of living if you never strive for more

But I′m not keeping score

We were once so young and dumb

When the whole world seemed to notice us

We used to care so much about the pimples on our faces

No one ever told us it′s the words that stay

We used to daydream about the things we've come to call mundane

Always keeping out eyes fixed upon the next thing that we think we need

If only we could let the moment soak in

Pack it in, give it up, and let it go

You′ll only be the winner of the losers club

Is what the cool kids say when the going gets too tough

So I laugh it off, live it up, and let it slide

I light a cigarette and try another time

What's the point of living if you never strive for more

But I′m not keeping score

Because in the end the cool kids wind up just as miserable

Maybe the only way to win the game is not to play at all

Pack it in, give it up, and let it go

You'll only be the winner of the losers club

Is what the cool kids say when the going gets too tough

So I laugh it off, live it up, and let it slide

I light a cigarette and try another time

What′s the point of living if you never strive for more

But I'm not keeping score