Incomplete

He's washing face to start his day

He's lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely

Nothing in the mirror ever shows him what's within

Now he's checking out the faces

On the back of the milk

He's sour under all this pressure

He thinks the missing person looks an awful lot like him

And he starts his engine

But he knows he's missing gears

Incomplete!

Where will you find yourself?

Incomplete!

Where will you find yourself?

(3rd time- Where will you lose yourself?)

'Cause you're the missing person now

Step outside your doubt

And let yourself be found!

He's sick of the race just to save face

He's tied and tried, he's sick and tired

He's tired of the holes that are keeping him incomplete

He'll push the pedal to the floor

Like the day before

He's trying to be always trying

Try to find an end to justify his means