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Fooling No One -- |
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Eighteen wasted months starving in a city where the sunshine shrugs |
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Crawling in my skin this feeling bugs, that I can't even go back to just who I was |
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I'm proving nothing |
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Wasting my life away dreaming of a city and I'm miles away |
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From everyone I know and love, from who I'm trying to prove my life ain't stuck |
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I'm fooling no one |
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I'm fooling nobody but me |
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Cannot even tell why I can't help feeling low now |
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I can't help feel the blues now you know |
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But it don't even make sense how I'm loathing like I'm spent |
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How I'm roaming like a wreak, I am not |
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Tensions, drunken fits, acting up and down when the come downs hit |
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Acting like I'm Morrissey without the wit |
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And I'm fooling no one |
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Blaming my life away, running at the mouth all the things I'd change |
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Everything is hard but it's only the way, like everybody else I think I've something to say |
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But I'm fooling no one |
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I'm fooling nobody but me |
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Cannot even tell why I can't help feeling low now |
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I can't help feel the blues now you know |
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But it don't even make sense how I'm loathing like I'm spent |
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How I'm roaming like a wreak, I am not |
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I'm fooling no one |
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I'm fooling nobody but me |
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Afraid of going back to just who I was |
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Eighteen wasted months |
