Can somebody point me in the right direction?
I seem to be losing my way
I'm finding it hard to keep eyes on the stars
When I'm hidden alone everyday

Oh, but they don't know I quit twice a day
Can't go back home, everyone's watching and they hope
I can be someone they say they know

But nobody tells you when you go chasing your dream
That it's much harder than it seems on the screens
Fake magazine on the shelf
You're only left with yourself
Nobody's here to make friends
Killing yourself to make ends meet
I'm tired and all that I see
Is LA is lonely

I've tried and I've tried to keep it open mind
But the hands on the clouds never stop
The older I am, oh, the quicker the sand
In the old hour glass seems to drop

Oh, but they don't see I quit twice a day
But I can't leave, everyone, all counting on me
To be who they want me to be

But nobody tells you when you go chasing your dream
That it's much harder than it seems on the screens
Fake magazine on the shelf
You're only left with yourself
Nobody's here to make friends
Killing yourself to make ends meet
I'm tired and all that I see
Is LA is lonely

But nobody tells you when you go chasing your dream
That it's much harder than it seems on the screens
Fake magazine on the shelf
You're only left with yourself
Nobody's here to make friends
Killing yourself to make ends meet
I'm tired and all that I see
Is LA is lonely
I'm tired and all that I see
Is LA is lonely