Was It Worth It? - Desperate Journalist

I want to write a love song

But I don’t know how to start it

So meet me at the station

We’ll walk through shut down open markets

These tired and tar-tacky streets

Where you thought you’d be complete

I want to write a love song

But I never know where to start it

Where my heart is

It’s just not where the past is

It’s an endless road

On a dismal island

And the buses know

They’ve lost all their excitement

Was it worth it?

Was it worth it?

And are you still my sweetheart

The city line from home to bd

Or are you just a bit-part

Of the great drama in my had

We’re all fidgety and flightless

In a masquerade of brightness

Are you still my sweetheart

Or is the dream of London dead?

I know it’s been said

Commuter belt regret

They’re all endless roads

On a dismal island

And the traffic knows

They’ve lost all their excitement

Was it worth it?

Was it worth it?

And the trash all flutters

And you paint it with wings

And the shopfronts shuttered

And you’re straining to sing

Was it worth it?

Was it worth it?