Careerist

I'm a careerist now, don't ask me how, it happened slowly

I started looking down for the profound in the ordinary

So that's why I take the long way home

These days your words don't mean what they used to mean to people like me

I've grown an appetite I can't satisfy with my hopes and dreams

So that's why I can't take the long way home

I spend my time like it isn't mine, like I've nothing to lose here

In the end I know I've nothing to show but that's not the point my dear

Ow

Things I would sing in crowds

I didn't know how to say quietly

These days I'm tired from fuelling the fire

I've people depending on me

So I just can't take the long way home

I spend my time like it isn't mine, like I've nothing to lose here

In the end I know I've nothing to show but that's not the point my dear

Ow.