I swiped myself to sleep last night
I want to set my iPhone on fire
'Cause Colin, or Conor, or David, or Alex
Whatever his name is, just asked me to breakfast
So, I'll make excuses for my weekend
I cried myself to sleep last night
I want to throw myself in the Charles
'Cause Carolyn's thoughtful, she asked how my day went
And I can't bring myself to tell her it was fine
Her hair's tucked behind her ears like yours
If I met her I'd fall apart for sure
I don't have time for this
I don't have time for this
I don't have time
I dropped another shift tonight
I might have to quit my job
Someone cute works there and makes me feel anxious
What if they think I am funny, too?
I'm not prepared for someone new
I wonder when it won't feel too soon
Have you had time for this?
Have you had time for this?
Now you don't have mine
Have you made room for this?
Have you made room for this?
My room's still a mess
I can't fall asleep most nights
I loved your voice when you're tired
The way we'd high-five every time we remembered
That all of our last firsts would happen together
The photo of us still pressed inside my wallet
The pile of your stuff growing tall inside my closet
If I ever knew what went wrong, I think that I forgot it
I told you things are better now, I wasn't being honest
Half of the time we wished
We had more time for this
We were half right
Tried for so long to live
In one room in two places
We kept our distance
So, why do I look for you
In town and in people, too?
Sometimes I still miss
Someone to be lonely with