Rollin' up to Oxford Circus And I'm really wishin' I was worth this But money's tight and it's getting tighter And if I go down I'll die a fighter
And yeah my visa's tight Having nightmares every night Yet I'm stuck here on the phone Trying so hard to call home
'Cause streetlights turn teardrops into kaleidoscopes Will I sit here with my pedal on the gas well I don't know
(I don't know) x6
One day this week I woke up and realised It's not 2008, and I cried and I cried And I cried 'cause nothin's stopping time Yet the year that seemed so far away is now on the other side
And yeah I'm growing older, growing tired, growing bolder Matt was right; it gets much colder when I cry on my own shoulder But at 23 I still don't even know who I am Am I a boy or am I a man well I don't know
(I don't know) x6
So in the moment I'll stay While the crane man picks his beams of sunlight up and Maybe this is one of those days Yet maybe this'll be the rest of my life, so