No One Changes - Conor Oberst

Mind is blown but her body’s still in shock

Can’t see nothing as she’s staring at the kitchen clock

Feels so bland in the eye of the storm it’s a bedroom day

We should switch, we should pass ourselves around

Meet me at the corner, tear your dream home down

It’s a goddamn shit-show out here now

Something to tell you 'bout that someone told me 'bout

I know I’m weak and this weekend you’ll find out

Yes, I sleep at that fucking whore’s house now

But it’s cinematic, cinematic fades to black

Every day is a rodeo, man

No one’s gonna change, nobody ever does

No one’s gonna change, nobody’s changing for you

No one’s gonna change, nobody ever does

And I’m never gonna do what you want me to

Sitting here speaking Greek to a college blog

Every sentence is the same, it’s just talk, talk, talk

I am one, I admit it, of a million

Who has it out for these soapbox idiots

The click clack of your high heels you’re away

Downstairs on a tic-tac stripper’s break

Every dancer trying to sync to the beat

Every motherfucker in this place tells me the same shit

This whole world’s got to buy you a drink, man

Got to take you to the edge and watch you throw it up

Every morning I could give a damn what you did last night

Just tell me how far to kick this can