I've got this book that I've been trying to read I can't seem to concentrate, I'm stuck on the same page Seems like I haven't talked to you all week The leaves are piling up outside So why stay in here and hide In melancholy afternoon There's at least a thousand things That I ought to do But it's not gonna happen today Nothing gets done when I get this way I know I should call you and set things straight But it's not gonna happen Not gonna happen Today I know I need to clean my closet out There's things in there that I don't need And some that don't belong to me I just don't seem to have a heart somehow To put things in their place I don't really wanna face All the things I've left undone At least a thousand things But maybe only one But it's not gonna happen today Nothing gets done when I get this way I know I should call you and set things straight But it's not gonna happen Not gonna happen It's not gonna happen today Nothing gets done when I get this way I know I should call you and set things straight But it's not gonna happen Not gonna happen Today