Cocoon

Takeout and silverware All over the floor And I can't get around here in my bare feet anymore I had some ideas I don't know where they are Probably rolling around the floorboard of my car Some people never learn how to read a room But I kept hoping This was a cocoon And I was gonna turn into something better pretty soon That ain't what happened I guess you know You ain't gonna crack the wall if there's no place you want to go Some people never learn how to read a room It's alright in the morning Gets dark in the afternoon I hang on through your voicemail I hang up at the tone I don't want to be a stammering voice leaking out of your phone But if I don't tell you now I probably never will I'll try to get it down longhand if I can get the paper to hold still But hear me out The way I figure it To get what you really want the trick is you go for the opposite And you get what they hand you anyway Whatever you choose But you can't disappoint yourself too bad if you aim for the blues Some people Some people Some people never know when they're Making it awkward From the day that we met I owe you so many apologies you're not gonna get But I can just about scrape together A sorry goodbye to you I'll put it under your wiper blade I guess it'll have to do