All alone in a van, a van that was never yours

Going home to a space that you can never afford

Waiting for a voice to chime in once more

The one in the back of my head that keeps me sure

But it refused to speak, at the edge of my seat

I waited patiently for somebody to tell me it’s not bleak

But it never made a peep

What do you call it when it never happens again?

When your patience for your passion, well, it finally runs thin?

How do you start again?

How do you go on when the odds are adding up again?

Go on when you’re farthest from the smallest win

And when you lay awake not knowing

It gets the best of you, it’ll poison every mood

Realistic attitude, it kinda feels like nothing’s going

Not buying what you sell, maybe then it’s just as well

Well, maybe it’ll go away when I see you in hell

At the end of the day, you brought this to yourself

No one owes you anything and no one is responsible for your wealth

Well, I’d like to disagree while you listen to this song for free

How do I go on when the odds are adding up again?

Go on when you’re farthest from the smallest win

And when you lay awake not knowing, whatcha gonna do?

How do I go on when the odds are adding up again?

(You brought this to yourself)

Go on when you’re farthest from the smallest win

(You brought this to yourself)

And when you lay awake not knowing

And when you lay awake not knowing

Whatcha gonna do?

“Dude, this song is so good, I think it could be on the radio.”

“They don’t even play songs on the radio anymore, dude.”