Every night I am walking around this room
With my hands clasped tight, what am I like?
I'm sinking in my living room to rhythms that are never quite right.
The sound and the sight twirling around eyes
And I don't think I've seen the light.
What's the lesson in these lines? I'm just cringing the night away.
Melodies don't let me down.
They lie with me on the ground.
They tell me it's okay to fall.
So drop the needle, start again.
How could I know when I was singing "End of The Line" at 12 years old
That now I'd fold in two when I hear that song on the radio.
"Trust your intuition" They're words that I believe.
Now the songs I loved when I was young are starting to apply to me
Oh! Darling, I'm just cringing the night away
Yeah, just cringing the night away.
Melodies don't let me down.
They lie with me on the ground.
They tell me it's okay to fall.
Take a deep, deep breath. 'Cause nothing's ever life or d**h.
Not by any stretch, please think of all that you have left.
How am I expected to grow? It's all too cynical.