Think your life is such a misery
And it’s gonna stay that way
I think I’ll better get a taxi home
And I’ll be gone

There’s no such thing as any history
That can make you stay
You’re the captive of a mindless roam
And you’re on your own

It’s just another kind of history
Take it away
I don’t believe it’s such a mystery
It’s just
Harder than you
Thought it would be

You count the numbers of the likes you get
When you change your profile’s pic
And if it’s low you meet the doctor next
She’s in the game