The sleepless nights and endless days Mini skirts and serving trays Waking up from rain delays And selling sex for pocket change And living off the alcohol With no one but a cab to call And lost inside a bathroom stall, This carbon copy life withdraw
And I need someone to believe in
And driving cars we can't afford, Just making sure we're never bored Living off our own accord, Between coffee grinds and corner stores Limousines and cigarettes, We're chasing dreams with fishing nets And long weekends without regrets Well, no one here is taking bets
And I need someone to believe in Yes, someone to fill this space with grace, To look into my eyes and touch my face, To make me feel alive today.
Someone to make me strong, Someone to make me belong, Someone to make it alright, Someone to make me feel alive, yeah.
And stretching out like rubber bands, To kiss the cheeks and shake the hands In pool halls and wonderlands With strong arms and no legs to stand And getting by on hand me downs With your tips, your drinks, your buying rounds It's back to my old stomping grounds Like children in the lost and found
And I need someone to believe in, Yes, someone to fill this space with grace, Someone to look into my eyes and touch my face, To make me feel alive today, yeah.