I don’t miss my apartment
Ceilings six feet tall
Where my neighbor’s schizophrenic
And screamin’ through the paper
Thin walls
I don’t miss my LeBaron
The steering pullin’ left
Losing nights in Venice
To strangers acting like
My best friends
I don’t want any of it back
But I miss how it felt
It happened so fast
I kinda miss myself
Dangerous levels
Of introspection
Trippin’ over my own reflection
I don’t know where I’m going with it
Really shouldn’t matter
Ruining a moment
With some reckless nostalgia
Dangerous levels of introspection
Leading me back to you
Leading me back
I don’t miss your attention
Needing it so bad
Or how you never mentioned
My existence to your religious dad
I don’t miss being so naive
But part of me prefers it
To a passive animosity
But if anybody happens to ask
I don’t want any of it back
But I miss how it felt
It happened so fast
I kinda miss myself
Dangerous levels
Of introspection
Trippin’ over my own reflection
I don’t know where I’m going with it
Really shouldn’t matter
Ruining a moment
With some reckless nostalgia
Dangerous levels of introspection
Leading me back to you
Leading me back
Leading me back
Leading me back
Dangerous levels
Of introspection
Trippin’ over my own reflection
I don’t know where I’m going with it
Really shouldn’t matter
Ruining a moment
With some reckless nostalgia
Dangerous levels of introspection
Leading me back to you
Leading me back
Leading me back