I'm getting clean for the second time this week
I got your stuff all packed up ready for you to leave
And I'll cling to you with claws til you bleed
Or finally admit, say that I am all that you need
I'll call your friends I'll play therapist for them
Tell me your problems I'll pretend that I can solve them
Then I'll drive home
Next, expunge
Think of you
(Cry a bunch)
Remember a time in my life
When I got the things that I want
Well I'm so annoyed
Could be kissing him right now
Instead I am here, underconfident on your couch
Hear what I said? Or was the music a little loud
Just forget it
Rather die than repeat myself
So I'll go outside
Sure enough
You'll come with
Call my bluff
Ask if I'm fine and I'll lie
Cause I can't get the things I make up
Tell me why
And why, please tell me why
You look this good in the same clothes from yesterday
And I, I gotta go
Please let me know when you get home safe
And we'll, we'll catch up
It's just, I got a lot on my plate
Of wishing I was, man I was anywhere
But here, in the Milky Way
Alright, I'll bite
What you thinking
Was five, last time
I was getting
A bite of like
What I was fixing
Guess I must have dreamt it
Guess I better get pinching
Tell me why
We could never ever really sit right
Give it time said the wise men
To man Weiss
I admit it I am willing I feel inclined
To be getting clean tonight
To be getting clean tonight