Broken Hearted

I'm trying to be somebody you'd want to be
I'm trying to be somebody you'd like
I still have that feeling I'll never be
Never be quite right

We used used to sit here on a Sunday night
And play to the sunset sky
I think you thought that we'd be there by now
And I'm sorry to tell you I'm

Still sat on the bedroom floor
And trying to pick myself back up
Still trying to be what they want
And never being quite enough
Still no closer to where I want to be
Than where you started
Still just as lonely as you were
Still never been broken hearted

But I've got blonde hair now
And I stay out late if I want to
I can talk to strangers
And one day I'll make them care too

I'm not everything you'd hoped
And maybe I will never be
And don't think that I don't know
You'll always be there to remind me

I'm still sat on the bedroom floor
And trying to pick myself back up
Still trying to be what they want
And never being quite enough
Still no closer to where I want to be
Than where I started
Still just as lonely as you were
Still never been broken hearted

When I can't sleep at night
I still lie awake in bed
And wish that maybe you had
Wanted something else instead
But I still have quiet hope that I'm going to go far
And part of me still thinks that I was born with a broken heart

I'm trying to be somebody you'd want to be
I'm trying to be somebody you'd like
I still have that feeling I'll never be
Never be quite right