I was a sixth-form drop out

With an ego the size of my great big mouth

I said what I meant and I meant what I said

When I was 17 and letting it all out

What a stupid young man

For years unemployed; lived with mum and dad

I tried to stay young for most of my life

I’m 33 now, god, where goes the time?

Still an atheist

I’ve prayed and I’ve read and I’m still not convinced

But I don’t have the answers to all of life’s questions

I shudder at thought of even the suggestion that I used to be right

Looking back now, I can say that it’s fine

Well maybe, not definitely

Certainly got to leave the past in the past

But the truth is, it’s haunting me

I used to be aimless and senseless, it’s driving me crazy

Useless, pathetic and most of all, lazy

But I was only a kid

I was self-conscious, obnoxiousness

A lack of a conscience then I grew up

I’ll admit I could’ve done more than I did

But all the time that I’ve spent; I’d do the same all over again

Well, I’ve got some new friends

There’s the old ones I speak to every now and then

And a few that I haven’t caught up with since school

I don’t think that it matters, it’s just life and that’s cool

But I hope that they’re well

You can pick up the phone any time you need help

Or a shoulder to cry on, someone to rely on

A blast from the past; goes for my exes as well

It’s funny how things change and what stays the same

The older that I get, the less I seem to know

But confidentially shout about what I definitely don’t

It’s who I am

I’ll bet you can relate to that

Well if we’re keeping score then we’re perfectly flawed

Promising not to keep doing what we’ll keep doing anymore

Aimless and senseless, it’s driving me crazy

Useless, pathetic and most of all, lazy

But I was only a kid

I was self-conscious, obnoxiousness

A lack of a conscience then I grew up

I’ll admit I could’ve done more than I did

But all the time that I’ve spent; I’d do the same all over again

Well, doesn’t it make you think if the last fifteen years moved so fast then what about the next to come?

I’ll be pushing 50, still writing these songs

Wonder who will be with me and who will be gone

If what goes around comes around

Then maybe I’m destined to be the same as I am now

I used to be aimless and senseless, it’s driving me crazy

Useless, pathetic and most of all, lazy

But I was only a kid

I was self-conscious, obnoxiousness

A lack of a conscience then I grew up

I’ll admit I could’ve done more than I did

But all the time that I’ve spent; I’d do the same all over again