The Means by The Pauses Lyrics

I've always wondered what it would be like
With the same old things
The house, the cars, the dogs and the kids
The diamond ring

But we can't afford to entertain
When we bide our time inside this maze
That I've made for two, my dear
But I do like it in here

Our vagrant steps ran wild
Drifted in this space

But now we don't
And now we don't
Have the means, do we?

I put my faith in pianos
And hope to compose prose