I've been living in the loneliest places
I'm never around enough to get you off my mind
And I know I need a change but I never try
I only know myself in intimate spaces
But I'm finding I'm inspired by the noise
And I'm running off to LA for the second time
So I throw my dime in the wishing well
And I wonder why my life isn't telling the story that I wish it would tell
And I wait for a reply
And the wishing well says I'll take your dime again next week
I hope you think that I'm on top of the world
Cause I'll take a picture making it come across that way
But I'm a master of pretending I'm someone else
Someone I'd really like to be
So I throw my dime in the wishing well
And I ask myself is it worth it putting on this disguise
And I look to the skies and wait for a reply
And the wishing well says give me a little of your time
I'm petrified of being alone
But I'm terrified of being known
So I keep my secrets close
I'm not letting go
So I slip into the back row
So it's time I need a change
I can't keep acting out this way
It's time I found me a place to call home
To be my blood and my bone
Instead of throwing dimes in the wishing well