The Leftovers

No I'm good I'm perfect I don't need it I don't need him I toss and turn under the covers Shrinking I can't stop thinking No I'm good I'm perfect I don't need it I don't need him I don't need someone in my bed I don't need someone here in my bed My bed My bed Who am I trying so hard to convince? That I can keep doing this Cause I can't remember what it felt like Wanting to know everything there is About him I miss it So I try to forget While driving in suburbia Eating out at restaurants on the ocean This ain't enough still No this ain't enough to Remind me to not be afraid of my bed When nobody's in it I have to go home to The ruins in my empty rooms I said I knew that I would do this I said I was too scared to let you close to me I said everything My head's exploding with the basics The fears of getting attached and broken I been broken I been broken by the pretty boys Who are heartless And they know it While driving in suburbia Eating out at restaurants on the ocean This ain't enough still No this ain't enough to Remind me to not be afraid of my bed When nobody's in it I have to go home to The ruins in my empty rooms Why can't any of these yellow lines These stop and gos Capture me for Longer than a second or two? Cause in two I'm thinkin' 'bout you Now why can't any of these yellow lines These stop and gos These pink skies This spinning globe Capture me? Capture me While driving in suburbia Eating out at restaurants on the ocean This ain't enough still No this ain't enough to Remind me to not be afraid of my bed When nobody's in it I have to go home to The ruins in my empty rooms