I was at some party, maybe a networking event
And everything was going great until this guy
Separated me from my friends
He must have thought that I wanted to hear
All the details of his Instagram career
I nodded and said the occasional WOW
And sipped away at my beer
He babbled away
And I had nothing to say
I was scanning the room
Planning my escape
Oh no, can someone help me
I'm a little disillusioned
And I can't escape this conversation here
Can someone help me
Something good happened
I thought I'd tell my mum
But instead of hearing the positives
She focused on everything I'd done wrong
This wasn't limited to
What I thought was my pretty good news
An hour passes and she's still shouting
Does this count as abuse
She shouts some more
And I do my best to ignore
What could have possessed me
To say anything at all
Oh no, can someone help me
I'm a little disillusioned
And I can't escape this conversation here
Can someone help me
Oh no, can someone help me
I'm a little disillusioned
And I can't escape this conversation here
Can someone help me
Life is full of these
Shitty conversations
I'll end this one with an anecdote
It takes place at Hornsby Station
I'm standing there and guess who I see
Oh sweet, it's my vague acquaintance
The dread starts to build inside of me
Today I don't have the patience
But this guy, he understands
That we're not really mates
He nods at me and gets on the train
And goes about his day
Woo!