Hits and Misses

The golden state, our so called places Our ways and our own phrases Things along the way Noise restructured harmonies Arranged into a different beat Sounded like such a good idea Chose the years before the nights A sophisticated waste of time A complicated way of life Worn out interests, well known places The fascination of no changes The fear of letting go I guess I lost the beat I guess I forgot to leave Make me hate this place start Make me hate this place start Make me wait for wasted songs to stop Sudden choices, crucial changes Out of tune, distorted faces Things along the way The company, the whereabouts Without a notice still as no surprise Lost along the way One after another each one Each one hitting harder than the first Conversations overheard Came here up to no good Looking pretty awful Stay the hell away I guess I lost the beat I guess I forgot to leave Make me hate this place start Make me hate this place start Make me wait for wasted songs to stop I guess I lost the beat I guess I lost the beat I guess I lost the beat I guess I lost the beat