Nothing Ever Changes (Sarah Blasko Remix)

the art of time pours in your glass

the sound of it reminds you of your past and how nothing ever changes

the clocks inside your head will strike midnight every night

you stare at walls and paint with your memoryand you won't ever make it, cause nothing here ever changesyou wipe the dirt from off your dress

and smile politely at your guests, and hold your breath that no one saw you on your knees

your diary's a requiem, of all the things come and gone

of times and boys and places you will never findand you won't ever make it, cause nothing ever changes

and you won't ever make it, cause nothing here ever changes