[Verse 1]
I became a writer
So I can make my garden smaller
Picking out ideas like flowers
And arranging them in order
Look at that one, it's a feeling
I had after dreaming my ex-wife had died
And it was down to me to design her afterlife
And it felt fake
It felt fake

[Verse 2]
I became a singer
So I can make my small voice carry
See, I sound nasal when I talk
I'm told it's like I'm always whining
And I wanted to be sexy
I just wanted to be noticed
You know, the first song I played
A girl told me I looked cute on stage
And it felt fake
It felt fake
But it also felt a little bit like love
And in retrospect
That's really, really, really fucked me up
[Verse 3]
I became an astronaut
So I can see my house from space
Floating in and out this fish tank
Switching in all directions
I would follow the railway for the rest of my life
And never reach my destination
Houston, do you copy?
I feel we're lost entirely
I looked out and nothing
Felt nothing looking back at me o-oh
And worst of all
It still felt fake
It still felt fake
But I think that's fine
So what if all this always feels a little fake to me?
It'd be a shame to let that get between me and our good time
(Time)