5AM on Sunday

Oh, give me a break because another one said
It wasn't the right time, it's never the right time
You folded it up for a long weekend
But I've gotta work, I've gotta stay ready
Just in case you might change your mind
So at 5 AM on a Sunday night
I'll be ready to go, I was the first in line
It's never the right line, never the right time
I'm standing alone, I watch another go by
I'm fogging the glass up, my breathing is so tight
Thirteen years bad luck today
Thirteen years

All I want is to be a star
But I'm not the one who decidеs today
Not the one who decidеs

Give me a break 'cause I've been working so long
I need to see sunlight before I look twilight
I'm sucking the blood from every single last song
Picturing my life if I could just write
Why does this whole thing have to take so long?
And why am I letting myself hold on?

Is it my scratchy voice
That's not good enough?
Or is it just that there's a new one?

Now that I'm going by every word that you say
It's still not the right time, it's never the right rhyme
And soon I'll be selling all of my clothes to change
And picking up whatever he has
Just in case you might see me
So at 5 AM on Sunday I'll be
Ready to go, I'm running on no sleep
Breaking the record of my attempt at dreams
Scraping the bottom to dig out that hole
Finding the way that's less typical
I've got thirteen years bad luck today
Thirteen years

All I need
Is to be asleep
Because I'm the one who decides my fate
I'm the one who decides my fate

Thirteen years bad luck today
Thirteen years, it's time to change
It's time to change
It's gonna change
It's time to change
It's gonna change
It's gonna change