I need a winner
I have a big string of losses and I need a win
I thought you were my winner
You were the one person I didn’t have to worry about
I lost you anyway
I lost my dreams and inspiration

TV makes this city look so much more glamorous than it is
Makes Seattle look pretty and nice
This city is not pretty and nice
The people are not pretty and nice
TV lies, dreams lie, people lie
For a while, my life was one big lie

I will not miss this city when I leave
I may see it on TV and remember it
But I will not miss it
I will not miss the lies that were told to me
I will not miss the lie that I lived
I have regained my strength and inspiration
And an looking forward to the string of wins