Texty
I, I've been waiting a long, long time
From park benches and three pound wine
Hopping sofas, my bike outside
Connecting dots without a pen to draw the lines
And I, I can tell you just how it feels
Losing time in a battlefield
With a boss that hates me, a girl who left me
'Cause I can't afford the bills
If you feel life's got away
It's the same thing every day
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it anyway?
I know, one day I'll get off this street
But I struggle to make ends meet
Eviction notes, I may be using clothes
I'm still H, M Azi (hey)
I'm driving at 90, straight down the high street
I'm driving at high speeds with a girl who don't like me
With a girl who don't like me, she don't even like me
She don't even like me
If you feel life's got away
It's the same thing every day
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it anyway?
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it anyway?
I, I used to live that way
It's funny how this life can change
I guess this must be the better days
'Cause I'm sippin' champagne in the city now
Time lames outside on a borderline
All these things we never had before
Was it worth it?
Was it worth it anyway?
If you feel life's got away
It's the same thing every day
If you feel life's got away
It's the same thing every day
If you feel life's got away
It's the same thing every day
Was it worth it?
Was it worth it?
Was it worth it anyway?
I've been waiting a long, long time
From park benches and three pound wine
Was it worth it?
Was it worth it?
Was it worth it anyway?
I'm driving at 90, straight down the high street
I'm driving at high speeds
Was it worth it?
Was it worth it?
Was it worth it?
Was it worth it anyway?
Written by: Ady Hall, Ben Pearce, Harrison Walford, Joe Syborn, Joshua Iszard, Lee McCarthy, Matt Cominotto, Matthew Pickersgill, Owen Trott
