Concrete days are gone
Now my bag sits by the door
And my life is a shaky floor
I can't balance on
I'm meeting strangers in the dark
I wrote a diary at the bar
It read a really tough year to start
And I can't balance out
For a second I got caught on the psychology
Behind a million other people that look like me
I'm a city I don't recognize
Put a blindfold on my eyes
Run me down a dead end street
I put some money aside
I'm gonna leave tonight
I'm a one way street
And I hate my life
Home for the week and
I'm tired of the hotеls
Key cards bus calls
Wearing me down
Burnt out propеrly
Learning origami
Mom and dad miss when I would just hang around
Home for the week and
I'm tired of the hotels
Key cards bus calls
Wearing me down
Burnt out socially
Sleeping through the mornings
Mom and dad slip some cash in my account
I put some money aside
I'm gonna leave tonight
I'm a one way street
And I hate my life
(Sometimes I wish I never changed)
(As I try to leave and hit the ceiling)
(My loneliness is hard to fake)
(And there's no song to fight the feeling)
(I admit maybe I'm better alone)
(But the darkness comes and I can't outrun)
(Symptoms of the pressure pushing on my name)
I put some money aside
I'm gonna leave tonight
I'm a one way street
And I hate my life
New Year's Eve and I'm home for the champagne
Wishin I was snowed in
So I could stay
Friends make families
I made enemies
Living off a dream in Silverlake
Now my bag sits by the door
And my life is a shaky floor
I can't balance on
I'm meeting strangers in the dark
I wrote a diary at the bar
It read a really tough year to start
And I can't balance out
For a second I got caught on the psychology
Behind a million other people that look like me
I'm a city I don't recognize
Put a blindfold on my eyes
Run me down a dead end street
I put some money aside
I'm gonna leave tonight
I'm a one way street
And I hate my life
Home for the week and
I'm tired of the hotеls
Key cards bus calls
Wearing me down
Burnt out propеrly
Learning origami
Mom and dad miss when I would just hang around
Home for the week and
I'm tired of the hotels
Key cards bus calls
Wearing me down
Burnt out socially
Sleeping through the mornings
Mom and dad slip some cash in my account
I put some money aside
I'm gonna leave tonight
I'm a one way street
And I hate my life
(Sometimes I wish I never changed)
(As I try to leave and hit the ceiling)
(My loneliness is hard to fake)
(And there's no song to fight the feeling)
(I admit maybe I'm better alone)
(But the darkness comes and I can't outrun)
(Symptoms of the pressure pushing on my name)
I put some money aside
I'm gonna leave tonight
I'm a one way street
And I hate my life
New Year's Eve and I'm home for the champagne
Wishin I was snowed in
So I could stay
Friends make families
I made enemies
Living off a dream in Silverlake
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