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