Switchfoot - Incomplete

He`s washing his face to start his day
He`s lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Nothing in the mirror ever shows him
what`s within

Now`s 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 that he`s missing gears

Incomplete!
Where will you find yourself?
Incomplete!
Where will you find yourself?
(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 to just 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