Ladies and gentlemen
It is twenty-nineteen
And I still want to be Sting
I know you hate me
This conversation is running away
I'm just
Chasing another mistake
And I know hate is a strong word
But I promise it isn't hyperbolic
Yeah I know what you meant
When you said
Everybody has someone to love
I believe you have someone to love
Everybody has someone to love
But that someone can't be me
God I want someone to love
But this bedroom is cluttered enough
Messy piles, the floor hidden so well
That I can't see
Several years after I met you
I'd started and stopped smoking by then
My throat was sore
And we were on a call
I told you that I missed my family
You told me to go back home
Even if it took me further away
From you
I said "that's a bad idea"
Then the drugs kicked in and I changed my mind
Since home lived with whoever that
I knew
I'll never have many friends
The grass was just as green back then
I'm by the ocean singing again
I'd miss this even if I couldn't see you again
With the heart came California
Blew my head out of the water
I stopped dreaming but
The real world kind of hurts
With the heart came California
Blew my head out of the water
I stopped dreaming but
The real world kind of hurts
With the heart came California
Blew my head out of the water
I stopped dreaming but
The real world kind of hurts
I'll never have many friends
The grass was just as green back then
I'm by the ocean singing again
I'd miss this even if I can't see you again