It never comes

Don't need no fortune teller
Don't need no looking glass
You're always looking for those moments to hold onto
To reconstruct your past
 
What can I do?
Your world was always up to you
I wanted it too
Now you're the one
Standing here staring at the sun
But it never comes
 
And when you're done pretending
At the end of the night
You wish away the pain and money that you're spending
On your temporary sight
 
Michael it's true
People with less get more than you
Michael it's true
It's a sad situation and it's killing you