Sixpence

I thought this would turn out to be something

But of course, it turned out to be nothing

Hobbies, coats, these new restrictive affects

It's no secret why you need this, is it?

What did you want me to say?

Everything's always the same

Permanent line on the benefit of the doubt

Presumption of charm that never runs out

More money, more time, baby, you're on top of the world

Never graceful, always wasteful, guess you never needed to learn

All of this money, all of this time, baby, you've got reason to turn

But you're just a clown borrowing a crowning glory that you didn't earn

I, I, knew, knew, this, this, was, was, living, living, living, living

Every time I think it's getting clearer

Turns out it was all just smoke and mirrors

What did you want me to say?

Everyone's always the same now

You think you're as close as it gets to untouchable, wow

Still spending your days breaking down somehow

More money, more time, baby, you're on top of the world

Never regal, never truly evil, guess you never needed to learn

All of this money, all of this time, baby, you've got reason to turn

But you're just a clown borrowing a crowning glory that you didn't earn

I, I, knew, knew, this, this, was, was, living, living, living, living

I always knew this was living

But now I'm spent

Can't find an objective in any object

Cheap thrills and mild distaste

Desire is free, but there's a cost to action

Don't ask me how I'm feeling

I wanna be the greatest

But not today