Some kind of pipe bomb You walk each direction all at once From one, and three Do you still know me Because by now you know I'm never doing my best Because I only want friends for drinking On Wednesdays but not the weekend And I don't think it's growing up Just spiraling down, down, down It's good to see you got to London Like the time's not running out Some kind of pipe bomb You walk each direction all at once Deep breath, big sigh It's no question that I'll survive But still the day's not done, so please just let me sleep in Because I never did stop forgetting Check in on Christmas, forgot your wedding And it's not like I'm doing much Just burrowing down, down, down It's good to see you got to London Like the time's not running out Some kind of pipe bomb You walk each direction all at once And I'm so defeated, across the water Slightly old, in a cloud of smoke But when you see me Is there some reflection of yourself And my face is not the one I brought along when we began Just slightly red Covered in script I'd wake forever just to read again It's good to see you got to London Like the time's not running out Some kind of pipe bomb You walk each direction all at once And I'm so defeated, across the water Slightly old, in a cloud of smoke But when you see me Is there some reflection of yourself