Afterthought - Dear Seattle

It feels so vain for me to say

You’re trying to find the answer, in pushing me away

But I know, there’s a part of you that’s begging

That’s begging me to stay

You tell me it’s hopeless and that’s okay

When have we ever been known to be the hopeful anyway?

Maybe I’m too set in my ways

I’m wasting time and I’m heading nowhere

Hope tells me that I’m getting somewhere soon

I’m treading light but I’m getting nowhere

Hope tells me that I’m getting somewhere soon, without you

Of all of the words you say

I never would’ve thought that I’d end up this way

As I’d planned;

As a man with a sense of content since I heard you say

«Stop trying to be somebody

You’ve got no job and you’re wasting money

You live with your mum and you pay her nothing»

I know I’m nothing

But I’m just trying to be somebody

I’ve got no job and I’ve got no money

I think with my dick and I over-drink

But at least I’m fucking happy

I’m wasting time and I’m heading nowhere

Hope tells me that I’m getting somewhere soon

I’m treading light but I’m getting nowhere

Hope tells me that I’m getting somewhere soon, without you

Nothing

I’m nothing

Nothing

I’m nothing