4 am and nothing new

4 a.m. and nothing new

you wear your shiny Sunday shoes

dirty dishes, lipstick marks

and trashcans filled with broken hearts

lies and dreams

you’re left with just a handful would-have-beens

4 am and nothing new

looks like you still don’t have a clue

all the lessons that you’ve learned

all the trophies that you’ve earned

Chinese cookies getting old

so many fortunes never told

lies and dreams

you’re left with just a handful would-have-beens

4 am and nothing new

looks like you still don’t have a clue

4 am and nothing new

still don’t know what you should do

6 am and nothing new

you wear your shiny Sunday shoes

lucky numbers proved you wrong

six times a loser, now she’s gone