Kent & Wythe from Gallery by Easy Chemistry

I thought by now I'd have it figured out. I thought by now I'd have the whole world in the palm of my hands. But I have just the opposite: a headful of questions and a growing list of increasing demands.

I want to see clearly now. I wan't badly to know why I shoot my own foot every single time.

Nothing is working right.
Nothing is working right.
Nothing is working right...

I must be doing something wrong. My life is not the way I want. These days they turn and go on and until I'm spun around tonight - somewhere here between Kent & Wythe.

Reach in my pocket grab my flask. Take a swig of Makers Mark and let it warm me down into my bones on this cold December night, catching weird stares from all of the passersby. I once had a dream about this life, and in my dream everything was good: I was king and I ruled everything! But lately it seems my castle is crumbling around me...

I must be doing something wrong. I still don't have the life I want. I called, I tried, but it looks like I am all alone tonight - somewhere here between Kent & Wythe.

I know I'm doing something wrong - where's the life I really want? It runs and laughs at me from a far, as I stumble up the stairs tonight.

• Acoustic
• New York