One, two, three, four.This rock we're rollin' on is like a circus ride that don't last long.Round and round we go and then we're gone.We waste time chasing ghosts and overlook the things that matter most.We get so caught up in the maybes.Just trying to be somebody, baby.While we're slowly going crazy.Building up a stack of bones.Keeping up with the Jones.Getting us all so jacked and jaded.Baby, if you're asking me, love is really all we need.Everything else is overrated, overrated.We amputate the heart.Cause we can't let them see the broken part.Water down the wine and jump the shore.We build our castles tall.Just so we can have the higher walls.But it don't matter where you came from.Or where it is you get your name from.We're going down if we don't change some.Building up a stack of bones.Keeping up with the Jones.Getting us all so jacked and jaded.Baby, if you're asking me, love is really all we need.Everything else is overrated, overrated.We're all running after something.But if it ain't love, it's nothing.It don't matter where you came from.Or where it is you get your name from.We're going down if we don't change some.I'm talking about a ball of flame, son.Building up a stack of bones.Keeping up with the Jones.Getting us all so jacked and jaded.Baby, if you're asking me, love is really all we need.Everything else is overrated, overrated, yeah.Overrated, overrated, overrated.Overrated, overrated.