I can't hear myself think
And that's not a bad thing
The coffee keeps on coming
As I'm riding on this river of caffeine
And that's not a bad thing
I used to feel sorry for someone like me
In a corner booth pretending to read
On a Friday night
I used to say, it just ain't right
How could anybody ever have any fun
Without somebody, without someone
It never dawned on me, the possibility
That it's not a bad thing
All those thoughts of
Tonight you know they're few and far between
The waiter's name is Joey
He told me and that's when I noticed
He ain't wearing any ring
And that's not a bad thing
There's a tug on the edge of my heart
It's you again saying, "Don't you start
Letting go of me"
But I'm not listening
For once in my life, I'll feel what I feel
Let it be, let it be real
Let it flow through me and wash me clean
As I'm driving home I'm thinking
The worst might be over
Or maybe I'm a little bit naïve
But the streetlights seem brighter
As I walk up to my front door
I'm all alone when I turn the key
And it's not a bad thing
No, it's not a bad thing