I've Pursued Nothing

It’s three o’clock at the end of the day
It’s three o’clock at the end of the day
It’s three o’clock in the morning gray
I’m alone and I’m very, very worried.
All the bottles of wine have ravaged my mind
All the bottles of wine have ravaged my mind
God, the bottles of wine have ravaged my mind
Another day’s gone by and I’m worried.
And the night, and the night, it is bitter and short
For I know that a new day is coming.
Another day, another day, all alone and blue
But for you I’ve pursued nothing.
I dropped out of school to dwell on a dream,
And now all that guilt is engulfing me.
I can’t concentrate, I’m failing
Oh, where can she be?
I’m alone and I’m very, very worried.
And the night, and the night, it is bitter and short
For I know that a new day is coming.
Another day, another day, all alone and blue
But for you I’ve pursued nothing.
I know that I’ve always felt this way.
God, I know that it’s always been this way.
Since I was young, I’ve always felt this way.
Well do I fuck myself for the consistency?
And the night, and the night, it is bitter and short
For I know that a new day is coming.
Another day, another day, all alone and blue
But for you I’ve pursued nothing.
But for you I’ve pursued nothing.
But for you I’ve pursued nothing.
I know that I have stumbled,
And I know I’ve not been sharp.
And when I’m leaving this world behind,
I won’t bring another soul here to fall flat on their face
Or leave this world unkind.
And the night, and the night, it is bitter and short
For I know that a new day is coming.
Another day, another day, all alone and blue
But for you I’ve pursued nothing.
But for you I’ve pursued nothing.
But for you I’ve pursued nothing.