[Verse 1]

Last year’s a blur to me

I started strong in therapy

Now we’re working through all that unprocessed trauma

But I think there was something kind of nice about

Cutting all my insides out

And putting them on shelves in private corners

[Pre-Chorus]

I found a coffee shop that pays a decent living wage

But it’s a job that can be done by someone else

So I think it’s finally time that I grew a fucking spine

And started doing something for myself

[Chorus]

I’ve got places that I want to be

And some people that I still need to meet

With the potential to bring out the bеst of me

Then we can forgеt about the rest of -

[Verse 2]

Last year’s anxieties and my borderline sobriety

Hit their lowest point in a Cincinnati venue

I was coming to after a night that I can’t remember

With Fran and friends in mid November

I was crying and laughing and screaming

“I love you, I left you, and I’m leaving it here”

[Pre-Chorus]

When I finally took my leave after prying off the grief

I got stuck inside the fucking elevator

Spent that time talking to your dad about the things I never said

And we both cried, because we knew you would have been there

(You would have)

[Chorus]

We’ve got people that we need to be

And there’s comfort in the consistency

With the potential to bring out the best of us

So we can forget about the rest of us

[Bridge]

I kept moving when my muscles had atrophied

In still moments you were still my favorite book to read

Between lines that I can’t keep reciting back

I left our novel in the elevator shaft

I guess I closed with some resolve and as the doors were opening up

I chose to part with the chaos of our swells

So if you’re counting down the days

And the ways you take up space

It’s okay to see the ocean by yourself

(Oh, last year?)

[Chorus]

I’ve got places that I want to be

And some people that I still need to meet

With the potential to bring out the best of me

Then we can forget about the rest of it