You go to work. I stay in bed. I’m out of work again.
The posters on your wall mark the path of the sun.
One of them is faded where the sun burned long.
When I hit the big time and everything I want is mine
Will I remember where it came from?

Your good friend Jenn won’t be coming here again,
ever since she hit the A-list with her controversial greatness
(a ploy to keep you all from getting bored),
She doesn’t care about you anymore.
She doesn’t care about this anymore.

You had yours for a year and I had mine for a day.
I don’t know how you make it, there’s not one job I can stay at
I can’t make any job work.
In offices I’m awkward like I’ve got my clothes on backward.
Every task. Every test.
I swear there was not a day I didn’t try my best.

Our good friend Jenn, I can see again
That with your appetite for greatness
There’s a chance you’ll hit the A-list.
Careful. Don’t forget us.
Don’t get out too far.

Once I had new money and I blew it on a new guitar
Even though the cupboard was bare.
We were out of soap, out of everything but hope,
But we had a new guitar.
Where you came from got you where you are.
Where are you going? You can’t stay here, you can’t.

Your good friend Jenn won’t be coming here again,
ever since she hit the A-list with her controversial greatness
(a ploy to keep you all from getting bored),
She doesn’t care about you anymore.
She doesn’t care about this anymore.