Cliché lyrics

[Verse 1]
Drivin' to that radio
Sing it baby, sing it
And we got old, I told you so
Yeah, things they get so ugly

[Chorus]
And I don't know how it got me so bad
I've just felt less motivated

[Verse 1]
The lungs give out, the music slows
And now we're out of oxygen
The kids up front, they come and go
And now they're wasted moments

[Chorus]
And I don't know how it got me so bad
I've just felt less motivated
And I don't know how it got me so bad
I've just felt less motivated