Predictable Life Songtext
von Abby Holliday

24 years old
Don′t know how to be alone
I've lost all control
Forgotten how to handle myself
So I get back in the game
Like I never ever sat the bench all those days
And I fall in love to fill a void

I make a list
I check it twice
I find a boy who looks really nice
It doesn′t work
He's not my type
Another day in the predictable life


Runnin' in circles
Call me temperamental
Wonder what you think
If I′m too sentimental
I don′t like the girl in the mirror
I've been avoiding her for some years
So I take a trip to kill the noise

I pack my bags
I run away
To a place where nobody knows my name
It doesn′t work
I can't disguise
Another day in the predictable life

Every day is the same
And nothing′s gonna change
Nothing's gonna change anyway
Every day is the same
And nothing′s gonna come my way, my way
Every day is the same
Oh and nothing's gonna change
Nothing's gonna change anyway
Every day is the same
And nothing′s gonna change if I don′t act my age


All alone
Friday night
I wanna love me, myself, and I
I hope it works
I'm not my type
Another day in the predictable life

Every day is the same
And nothing′s gonna change
Nothing's gonna change anyway
Every day is the same
And nothing′s gonna come my way, my way
Every day is the same
Oh and nothing's gonna change
Nothing′s gonna change anyway
Every day is the same
And nothing's gonna change if I don't act my age