Sit on the floor Set the trash by the door Pile the dishes A month in a room Watching cars pass outside From the couch every night Where I've been sleeping Way into the afternoon The apartment stays clean I don't touch anything unless I need it I don't want to move Every day is the same I prefer it that way At least I'm used to it Why go outside again Unlock the door and stand in the hallway Errands to run and calls that I should make All I've got is busy work Liquor stores and comic books Can't help but feel there's something wrong with me Hide in the house from friends that I should see All I want is not to hurt Cigarettes that always burn Unlock the door and stand in the hallway Errands to run and calls that I should make All I've got is busy work Liquor stores and comic books Can't help but feel there's something wrong with me Hide in the house from friends that I should see All I want is not to hurt Cigarettes that always burn I said I'd go for a walk But had a beer in the shower I lied about things I saw I guess you should know That I'm not feeling too good (Just be a person) And I'm afraid to go out now (What's wrong with you?) Don't want to see anyone (Don't be dramatic) (I can see the street lights turning on) I stay up all night worrying The windows never open (I can see the street lights turning on) I feel my arms get weaker I'll wait for warmer weather (I can see the street lights turning on) Unlock the door and stand in the hallway Errands to run and calls that I should make Can't help but feel that there's something wrong with me Hide in the house from friends that I should see