[Verse 1]

I don't like "professional"

But I always try my best, you know that it's true

Again my best is bested

Always leave them second guessing, 'til we're through

Tapered jeans and maple leaves

The recipe for make believe

The culture makes it everything

I see nobody ending things

I'm losing what I'm gaining back

I'm having constant stress attacks

I've got no goal, no finish line

Just sitting back, drinking and wasting time

[Verse 2]

Can't make these too personal

Or I start to feel I've lost control, oh no

And it just makеs it worse to know

You hear, and think it's just another show

You kеpt quiet, holding out

For something to be mad about

I'd say hello, you'd walk away

Ignoring all I had to say

I tried until the bitter end

To be okay, to be your friend

It's nice to want more time to spend

But I can't risk falling in love again