Ladies and gentlemen It is twenty-nineteen And I still want to be Sting I know you hate me This conversation is running away I'm just Chasing another mistake And I know hate is a strong word But I promise it isn't hyperbolic Yeah I know what you meant When you said Everybody has someone to love I believe you have someone to love Everybody has someone to love But that someone can't be me God I want someone to love But this bedroom is cluttered enough Messy piles, the floor hidden so well That I can't see Several years after I met you I'd started and stopped smoking by then My throat was sore And we were on a call I told you that I missed my family You told me to go back home Even if it took me further away From you I said "that's a bad idea" Then the drugs kicked in and I changed my mind Since home lived with whoever that I knew I'll never have many friends The grass was just as green back then I'm by the ocean singing again I'd miss this even if I couldn't see you again With the heart came California Blew my head out of the water I stopped dreaming but The real world kind of hurts With the heart came California Blew my head out of the water I stopped dreaming but The real world kind of hurts With the heart came California Blew my head out of the water I stopped dreaming but The real world kind of hurts I'll never have many friends The grass was just as green back then I'm by the ocean singing again I'd miss this even if I can't see you again