Live in a house full of all my stuff I'm grown up, grown up, grown up But I can't be sure of When the last time was I loved someone So what, so what, so what It feels hard enough to come home and make myself sleep Eat three square meals, wash my face, brush my teeth And find a soulmate in which I don't believe If that means a lot well I don't think it means it to me Have no time to let in someone new That's not true, not true, not true Should find a better excuse For why I'm scared of what I can't un-lose I'll make room, make room, make room So I can tell you the thoughts that I've been holding in We'll both pretend you're not sleeping with him I understand now that the means always end So let's find out if we're mutually friends I'm sorry (sorry, sorry, sorry) If you're sorry (sorry, sorry, sorry) I'm sorry (sorry, sorry, sorry) If you're sorry