I've been obviously on the verge of a mental breakdown this week Stuck between your dirty sheets and back-lit memories And I've been putting off things like getting my shit out of your apartment I've been making up excuses about the things that you might need
And I've been trying to find out where everyone's been But they're nowhere and I'm nothing And I've been trying to stay as busy as I can
I finally broke on Christmas Eve In an Outback Steakhouse bathroom while my family ordered for me Haven't been losing sleep, no I pass out almost instantly The bad dreams get worse every week I think I'm losing a little of me
I'm getting better, but it's in small steps I'm working on sleeping on the left I just can't blame New York for this And so I'm down again, but this time it's different I'm mourning something that I miss And that's better than being hopeless
I'm counting back on all my mistakes From the back of the cop car where you told me you loved me 'Cause after that night, I got scared and I'm sorry But hey, what can I say?
And I've been trying to find out where everyone's been But they're nowhere I'm still nothing And I've been trying to find old friends
I'm getting better, but it's in small steps I'm working on sleeping on the left I just can't blame New York for this And so I'm down again, but this time it's different I'm mourning something that I miss And that's better than being hopeless
It's getting weird to think About the house on Manson Street And how neither of us live there It's probably empty She watches Breakfast at Tiffany's, it calms her completely I guess Sarah Marshall does the same for me It's nothing when she's leaning on me and saying she's sorry I'm obviously on the verge of a mental breakdown this week
I'm getting better, but it's in small steps I'm working on sleeping on the left I just can't blame New York for this And so I'm down again, but this time it's different I'm mourning something that I miss And that's better than being hopeless
