[Verse 1]

Think fast, write slow

Keep that tempo

4/4 straight time

Make every word count

One, two, three, four

[Chorus]

You gotta learn to admit

That this was nothing for you

There's nothing left to predict

There's not a semblance of truth

In any lines that you wrote down

The story’s a joke now

The venue’s a ghost town

And I'm going home

[Verse 2]

Something’s not right

This hue of limelight

Does not surmount

The emptiness count

One, two, three, four

[Chorus]

You gotta learn to admit

That this was nothing for you

There's nothing left to predict

There's not a semblance of truth

In any lines that you wrotе down

The story’s a joke now

The vеnue’s a ghost town

And I'm going home

[Bridge]

Don't you wanna see things?

Wanna see more

In the dead of night

Don't you think it's easy?

Shut the front door

Keep it all inside

[Chorus]

You gotta learn to admit

That this was nothing for you

There's nothing left to predict

There's not a semblance of truth

In any lines that you wrote down

The story’s a joke now

Make every word count

[Outro]

And admit that this was nothing to you

There's nothing left to predict

There's not a semblance of truth

In any lines that you wrote down

The story’s a joke now

The venue’s a ghost town

And I'm going home