"Starting At An Ending" lyrics

Counting down the days 'til I'm with you
I cringe at words I say
I'm swimming with the sharks the work week through
So I'm drowning come Friday

Reaching front door, turning on the radio, walking to the liquor store
You're what I came here for, you're what I came here for
But I've got nothing left - a couple bucks, some cigarettes
I pick a day to say I'll quit, I'm filled with hope or full of shit

It doesn't really matter where I look
The directions seem the same
I'm closing out my nights with Fante books
If you're happy then why change

Counting up what's left
I let it ride on easy bets
Once I traded in free will it got easy to keep still
You're what I came here for, what's the point of anything