I had a bad day today.
I couldn't even park my car.
And I'm walking 67th by myself
It never did me good to talk to anybody.
I wanna drink this away
but I'll just get ditched at the bar
and I'll end up drinking whiskey by myself.
I'm getting used to not drinking with anybody.
They say a broken heart's reserved
for puppy love and bad divorces.
They never say a thing about
feeling it all the time
when you just can't start your life on time.
We've been nowhere.
We've done nothing.
Wasted all my time.
And you can goddamn have it all from
Brooklyn to Niagra Falls,
text messages in minimalls,
expensive drinks and social calls.
I got my back staBbmed today
inside a freshly opened wound.
I keep forgetting history repeats itself.
Should know better than to trust, like, anybody.
I get the bad brains so much these days
that I don't even know what for anymore.
So I sit in my apartment by myself
trying to work up the courage to go do something.
Sit around, (unintelligible)
Fucking lonely, back and fourth (?)
They never say a thing about
Feeling it all the time
when you just can't start your life on time.
We've been nowhere.
We've done nothing.
Wasted all my time.
This goes for anyone who's confused with what I'm doing with my life.
I'm going to recover my soul.
I will recover my soul.
I will recover, and you should recover your soul.
Or else you'll go nowhere
You'll do nothing.
You'll just sit there
wasting time
in business meetings,
online shopping,
and you will die fucking boring.
We've been nowhere.
We've done nothing.
Wasted all my time.
And you can goddamn have it all from
Brooklyn to Niagra Falls,
text messages in minimalls,
expensive drinks and business calls.