Somewhere in Ann Arbor there’s a broken traffic light
Blinking softly for an audience of one
A boy finds his comort in the shelter of the night
And stays up until the morning just because
Somewhere in Ann Arbor there’s an empty parking lot
Where he likes to go and look up at the moon
Ask himself where things went wrong and why he feels so caught
And hopes that things start changing someday soon
Oh, he’s got it all
He’s got the life that they all said that he would want
Oh, he’s got it good
So why the hell can’t he start feeling like he should
Somewhere in Ann Arbor there’s a table set for two
Where he’d like to find some company to share
Spends the evening spilling his whole life to someone new
Perfect smile and ribbon in her hair
Somewhere in Ann Arbor there’s a vacant hotel room
Where he leaves all of his lovers high and dry
Pretends he’s got the thing they want
And when he has them fooled
He crumbles and escapes into the night
Oh, he’s got it all
He’s got the life that they all said that he would want
Oh, he’s got it good
So why the hell can’t he start feeling like he should
Oh, he’s got it all
He’s got the life that they all said that he would want
Oh, he’s got it good
So why the hell can’t he start feeling like he should
