I guess this means we’re not on our way.
But the wants that I wanted are the wants that I had yesterday
And there’s a boy looking for a great buy
Just another boy with a dream, he'll be quick to realize

That we were made, to fail every day
Maybe what we want is just too much to ask
I once reached for stars but now I sell these used guitars
And I wish you all the luck, that I never had

This one's for the songwriter, she left on some business matter
This one’s from a family man who went on to start another
This one’s from a guy who grew up or gave up
They always said what he had to say was silly anyways, he said:

We were made, to fail every day
Maybe what we want is just too much to ask
I once reached for stars but now I sell these used guitars
And I wish you all the luck, that I never had

It was all just a past time anyway, wanting to make you dance
Or was there a fear in what I had to say? Or maybe just circumstance?
Here comes that boy with his great buy
One more boy, one more dream

You're gonna fail every single day
But all the things you need can't be bought here anyway
Reach past my stars and smash all these used guitars
Cause all the luck that you ever had died when you were born

We can’t be everything we wanted to be.