"Call it jealousy or misplaced dreams
For wanting more than behind the scenes
More than just a little glimpse of the spotlight
Call it arrogance or senseless stress
But my best was always worth less
It's obvious in how far we've climbed
Frustration is an understatement
I've scaled walls but I can't get over this
(You breeze on by and I'm left behind)
And I'm left behind
You breeze on by and I'm left behind
You breeze on by and I'm left behind
Oh when's it gonna be my turn?
(When's all the karma gonna kick
in, for all the work I've put in?)
Oh when's it gonna be my turn?
(What if I said that I wanted it
more than anything?)
Oh when do I get to have it easy?
(like you, like you, like you)
Oh when's it gonna be my turn?
(To reach)"
