Self-Help Book

I want to finish what I started for once
I want to love something more than a month
I want to bask in the common sense
That common sense isn't what I've got
I want a memory that I can re-do
I want an enemy that trusts me too
I wanna good old day today that fades
Into night just like the good days do

I'll be leaving room
Looking back less at the blues
What a selfish thing to do
But a self-help book
It told me to

Move along
Nothing to see if it's already done
While we're young
Get on with it whatever it is son

I want a comeback I can use like a knife
I want a friendship that is hard to define
I want a machine to fly through time
Give me a Christmas list of an only child
I want to stop biting my nails
Don't want to pay full price the day before the sale
I want to know where my energy goes and that my time is mine
To find what I will

I'll be leaving room
Looking back less at the blues
What a selfish thing to do
But a self-help book
It told me to

Move along
Nothing to see if it's already done
While we're young
Get on with it whatever it is son

Move along
Nothing to see if it's already done
While we're young
Get on with it whatever it is son
Son