I only do
These things
So I can tell you
All about doing them
I've had the same pile of books
Next to my bed for months
I guess it's too bad
You've come over more than once
I want people to think about me
I want people to wonder about me
But now I'm not feeling up to anything
I'm nothing, nowhere
All over again
I can't walk
I can't walk this sadness out
I just walk
I just walk these things around
Come over here
And put my head on tight
Something would happen
But I'm so tired of that word
I'm running out of money
To be reassured
I'm running out of patience
I've heard this all before
I want people to think about me
I want people to wonder about me
But now I'm not feeling up to anything
I'm nothing, nowhere
All over again
I can't walk
I can't walk this sadness out
I just walk
I just walk these things around
