Helpless Melancholy

keep thinkin and dreamin

and pushin my luck

feels so strange to have a goal

it helps you walking

when you know where you're going to

but I just don't wanna leave it now

I used to kinda loved to

but now it just seems to be a void

I've dreamed fought for it and tried my best to make it

but now I just wanna wait

'til the good despite everything's tellin' me no

decides to show up

does it feel good to be a model man?

does it worry you to be alone?

do we lack all this independence?

why don't you tell me where am I wrong?

I've dreamed fought for it and tried my best to make it

but now I just wanna wait

'til the good

(despite everything's tellin me no)

decides to show up

keep drinkin and sniffin

and pushin my luck

feels so strange to have someone

you'll end up talkin

with someone you don't know

but they won't say where am I wrong