Amy MacDonald

And you are singing the song
Thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the morning
And your head feels twice the size
Where you're gonna go?
Where you're gonna sleep tonight?

Tell me what I'm ought to do
Maybe you should do it too

I always thought that I would follow you
Every place and everything you do
But I'm happy to be by myself
I don't need no-one else

I dream of a day when it's all gone away
But dreams are for night

In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines