Lyrics:

wouldn't you think that i'd have it all figured out by now
and i'd know exactly what im doing
and wouldn't you think that i'd have a key
to open every melody and sing like it all here at my feet

wouldn't you think that i'd have a life hanging on my wall
so i could proove that i'm alive
but this are just things i've been giving
for a plastic way of living and im not sure if that really is my style

the second hand rolls on by, it never looks back to wait for mine

and if i fall any harder this time
and if i dig any deeper lord what will i find
well you can buy my life on radio and order me by mail
but not everything about me is for sale
no not everything about me is for sale

wouldn't you think that i'd have the strength to carry anything
and i could buy a brand new set of hands
but sometimes like the others, i just ran away take cover
and i swear that no-one really understands

the second hand rolls on by, it never looks back to wait for mine

and if i fall any harder this time
and if i dig any deeper lord what will i find
well you can buy my life on radio and order me by mail
but not everything about me is for sale
no not everything about me is for sale