Don't give me excuses, give me results

I think I heard that in a movie once, but I didn't mean it

It just takes a miracle to get us out of the bed these days

A miracle to get us out of the bed

Now that you're gone I sing myself nonsense syllables to keep from thinking about you

I want to be held

But when I wake up in the morning in an empty room and you're gone

I don't know how to brave this day on my own

Minute to minute

Hour to hour

Fast and slow at the same time

Hungover on the couch again

I stare at the TV

TV stares back

Sound of construction outside

10:44 in the morning

We've gotten so close these past couple of years

Sometimes when you go home for holidays

I forget how to be alone

I don't know how to be alone

Am I the same person that I was three years ago

Lately it's been getting harder to remember

If you're the same person that you were when I first met you

Are we the same?

It scares me just to think about it