Chasing Moving Trains

I miss 1817

Sometimes it feels like it didn't happen

And I made it up for balance

For all the bad shit that's happened

Nothing feels special anymore

I miss when nobody gave a fuck about me

Why'd I feel so empty in a room full of people who love me?

I miss the feeling from when you found me

I wish the moments by myself

Were as meaningful as they should've been

I wish I was as empathetic to you as I could've been

I'm never alone now

And now home to me means hometown

Forgot how to hope

My roommate is broke

Lay in the middle of Times Square

Snow landing on my tongue

I can see my breathing pattern

Big screens light my hands on buildings

Off the hinges, been on caffeine binges

Dancing 'til the morning, blur in motion

This shit always feels like chasing moving trains

This shit—

This shit always feels like chasing moving trains

This shit, this shit always feels like chasing moving trains

(What's that?)

I've lived off this high

When I was low

To be by your side

Just to let go

Now in morning light

Everybody's gone home

But I've leaned on this life

It's all I've known

I'll never be good to you

Never be as good as you

Never be beautiful

Never be better me

Never be enough of love

Never have a way to get past this feeling

Never have a way to get past this feeling

Never have a way to get past this feeling

Never have a way to get past this feeling

Never have a way to get past this feeling

Sometimes I can't recognize myself (Self, self)

Sometimes I can't recognize myself (Self, self)

Sometimes I can't recognize myself (Self, self)

Sometimes I can't recognize myself (Self, self)

Twenty-three, I'll find out, I'll find out

You and me, I'll find out, I'll find out

Twenty-three, I'll find out, I'll find out

You and me, I'll find out