Hard to appreciate what you have
When you take it all for granted
Hard to think anything is good
When you look right past it
Hard to see the beauty
When you take it for granted
Hard to tell real from imagination
When you lie to yourself

I should appreciate what I have
Instead I take it all for granted
I should think about what's good
But I look right past it
I should see the beauty
Instead I take it for granted
I should be able to tell what's real
But I'm lying to everyone