It's been a long week and I'm losing my mind. 'Cause I don't want to come home again. Is it the birds or the waves or the words I'm talking of now?. 'Cause I don't want to come home again.
Please don't look at me with this sad face. Makin' me think of things I shouldn't say. I need a day to empty out all of this space. I'm surrounded. . And I've been thinking about the way you are.
There's no time to stay, 'cuz, it's all figured out. There's no time to look another way. 'Cuz, if you want to know, it's all figured out. Thoughts inside my head are gonna stay.
I don't need this but I'll stick around. Finding out why, 'til it comes to town. I know that all I hear is what you want. But this isn't the day, while I'll bring it along.
There's been a row, all around town. There's been a row of lovers. Who never go around town, say what they want. Do all the things we never should have.
Days seem longer. Than they've ever been. And my heart wonders. If there will be an end or not. . Will I ever be important part?. 'Cause the days seem darker.
How can someone tell you they love you?. Though they don't when you're not around. How can someone tell you they need you?. When you don't know where to be found.
A backseat driver, is that all I'll ever be?. Or can I just stand around and wait until the wheel gets shoved at me?. I keep thinking about what goes through her head.
(All that I know). All I know is Im nothing. (Took me so long). It took me this long to figure out. . (How could I know?). You thought that I belong to you.
The implications of an accident. You want to know. You never want to make friends today. He wants to run. . I've get this feeling that we're left out.
Seems like all this time's been wasted not picturing what happens in so long. And I never think ahead too far, too long, 'cause what if I'm wrong?. You've always been there in some way, some form, but mostly looked past.
I'm getting tired of being tired. Let me find what seems to be lost inside. There has to be something else to fill the bland, to fill the blank. And if its all ideal this way--the way its always been supposed to be,.
Call it panic or a mistake. I never really thought about what I'd take. Either way, I chose to disregard you. . I'm all in a knot, and I guess I messed up.
On the couch, barely staying awake,. feeling something eating away at you. Just sitting wasting time. because it seems there's never anything else to do.