He didn't change the world tonight, he didn't think he could but he was kind of hoping, that someone out there would. 

He should be looking for the answers in everything he said, instead he's sitting on this bench and tipping back his head. 

He's pouring in the liquid that will register him dead. I hope one day we find him, he's somewhere in his head. 

He doesn't know much more than propping up the bar, taking to himself while pouring in another jar. It's a sad sad situation he's found himself in, he's rolled the dice a thousand times but god knows that he never wins. 

When he takes the time to look back at the years, he's made so many mistakes surrounded by his hopes and fears. He'd like to find the time to make a little change but it's so hard to make a change, when you've pissed your whole life away. 

After all, he had no one to call. Back against the wall, waiting for the fall. After all, when you went round to call, no one came to the door you saw his body on the floor. 

He didn't change the world tonight, he didn't think he could and I know it's kind of selfish but I was hoping some one out there would.

He Didn't Change The World Tonight - Demo

Night falls and boys brawl, in the toilet stalls of your local hole. 
Girls scream, "Hen Party!" - love's young dream is a mystery. 
Me and my crew are out on the town and we're looking for you. 

Remember the times we stayed out all night? We would drink and dance until we saw the light. You would listen to me as I talked shite, the amount of times we put the world to rights. You never had to feel alone with this lot as your back bone. Always someone on the other end of the phone, to pick up the mood and lighten the tone. 

Where'd he go man? I don't care. He moved here and he moved there. I tried to call you man, I swear. What happened when you said you'd always be there? Now I'm standing out here all on my on, did you not think to check your phone? You're forgetful sometimes. Yeah, I know. Doesn't matter anyway, I'll walk home alone. 

Things, oh how they change. 
It's just how it is this day and age. 
I would find my way back to that place. 
Even if it was for just one day. 

If the air is crisp on a Saturday morning, you might see me walking home stumbling and yawning because a couple of friends, have had a couple of beers. Yeah, we've just met up for the first time this year. And if you see me standing there at the end of the road, that just means that I'm coming home. 
Yeah, I'm coming home.

Masterman Ready