I thought when I get older
I'd marry her, I told her
Now I'm twenty-six and I work in an office
Nine till five's not the best, I'll be honest
If I could change a single thing
I'd make it me and not him
I don't know what is wrong with me
But I'm scared, pissed off and lonely
I have trouble speaking to women
Unless they're 2D or high definition
The roads are my home as horizon's my target
If I keep on moving, never lose sight of it
Treating my memory of you like a fire, let it
Burn out, don't fight it and try to move on
You know it takes a lot to move me
So if you figure it out, tell me
I trace figures on your smile lines
Work a formula to cure me?
I thought I couldn't love anymore
Turns out I can't
Not for the same reasons as before
I use everyone I ever meet
I can't find the perfect match
Abuse those I love
