The Factory (Sheffield Grifter's Blues)

At The Factory I saw you seeing me Slipping that magazine in my bag With the picture of Gabrielle Aplin on the cover And you just smiled While he's laughing at my band Telling us to get in tune Well I know we suck but at least I can sing better when I'm alone And that's a fact But I don't want this to be good I just want to go home now I just want to be alone With my dreams and me alone I don't want to make you wait For me to stutter and then burn I just want to make you sad Before I turn myself to dust At The Factory my friend ordered some beer None of us could even drink Wish I knew that being in a band Could be so tedious and expensive But I don't want this to be good I just want to go home now I just want to be alone With my songs and me alone I don't want to make you wait For me to wait and wait again I just want to make you sad Before I turn myself to dust So it's come to this, what happens now? I'm never good at following up That's why I let you stay at the backseat of my mind Your friends are staring, can't blame them, my clothes don't fit Neither do my eyes, maybe that's what creeps them out more 'Cause I'm wasted, and I'm tired You love it when I'm tired And we never understand just why, why, why This is how my life plays out, dear Trapped in the same bar scene again