I'm alone, talking to myself now.

Oh I don't know, why this always seems to come around,

come around.

And I know I can be frustrating, keep you waiting.

And I know there's a difference between substance and eloquence but I lack the patience.

You say I'm not your friend as I drive you home again,

I loved you way back then,

I'll stay 'til there's nothing left.

I'm alone, stuck inside my head now.

Even though, I feel like I'm above this but I can't let go.

And I know I can be frustrating, keep you waiting.

And I know there's a difference between confidence and competence but I'm not debating.

You say I'm not your friend as I drive you home again,

I loved you way back then,

I'll stay 'til there's nothing left.