Moving on

It was clever when you told me

That you only ever see me on the roadside

'Cause like I'm only really gonna take a minute

To be something that you don't like, you don't like

'Cause you could get all excited for nothing

And you could have the world in writing, but that would mean nothing

You get so precious like you're someone

Famous, I don't even care, am I supposed to?

I know it's only just beginning, it's the feeling that you're winning

Now I hate you, I hate you

And it's complicated talking to you knowing

That I'm right, every second counts and ounce

So happy not to start this fight

'Cause we run and run in circles every argument we have

It's beginning to sound pointless, I just wish you could relax

'Cause you could get all excited for nothing

And you could have the world in writing, but that would mean nothing

'Cause you could get all excited for nothing

And you could have the world in writing, but that would mean nothing

Look at me moving on

Even I think it's wrong

They all look like you these days

Look at you moving on

Even I think it's fucked

They all look like you these days

They all look like you these days

Look at me moving on

Even I think it's wrong