Dry - Snowglobe

You left me dry

Well, that ain’t no surprise

I can hear it in the sighs

I can see it in your eyes

So where’d we go

Does anybody know?

I watch your frustration grow

Till you finally let it go

So here we are

Quiet over the phone

Trembling with the stars

In each other’s arms

There’s no going back

All those days are gone

All those days have passed

Disappeared so fast

Start out young and idiotic

End up burnt out and robotic

Got to fill those empty pockets

Work a job

Watch all the rock stars drinking mingel

Brag about their latest singles

Sing their lonely little jingles

-to the crowd