Kind Of Like Spitting - Timber lyrics

You're the same old bore I know that, no need to remind me I know from experience that nothing gold can stay Numbers one or two, it all hits the same fan And I'm your biggest fan But it's blurry from up here in the nosebleed seats And I'm so homesick, but I don't know where I live And I can't make things make sense And I don't know how to give I feel this room collapsing, I feel the long, cold night ahead And I can hear you laughing when I'm driving all alone Looking for home In the tortured eyes of freeway That point away from sight in the night Oh babe fireflies in a line Self-loathing isn't s**y, but you still somehow get laid And with nothing new to offer Thank God my eyes stay double-paid So I give arbitrary answers, but resent if you call them fake Self-demeaning, self-infected You said to get to paid Me and her been stranger Looks like my mother after my father After me, after me, after me, after me And I'm so homesick, but I don't know where I live And I can't make things make sense And I don't know how to give So I feel my heart collapsing I feel the long, cold life ahead And I can hear you laughing when I'm driving all alone Looking for home