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