The Factory (Sheffield Grifter's Blues)

At The Factory I saw you seeing me
Slipping that magazine in my bag
With the picture of Gabrielle Aplin on the cover
And you just smiled

While he's laughing at my band
Telling us to get in tune
Well I know we suck but at least
I can sing better when I'm alone
And that's a fact

But I don't want this to be good
I just want to go home now
I just want to be alone
With my dreams and me alone

I don't want to make you wait
For me to stutter and then burn
I just want to make you sad
Before I turn myself to dust

At The Factory my friend ordered some beer
None of us could even drink
Wish I knew that being in a band
Could be so tedious and expensive

But I don't want this to be good
I just want to go home now
I just want to be alone
With my songs and me alone

I don't want to make you wait
For me to wait and wait again
I just want to make you sad
Before I turn myself to dust

So it's come to this, what happens now?
I'm never good at following up
That's why I let you stay at the backseat of my mind
Your friends are staring, can't blame them, my clothes don't fit
Neither do my eyes, maybe that's what creeps them out more
'Cause I'm wasted, and I'm tired
You love it when I'm tired
And we never understand just why, why, why
This is how my life plays out, dear
Trapped in the same bar scene again