That summer I played a lot of solitaire
Thought about how I wanted to
Love you enough to miss you
A real small room I played like I was furniture
Thought about how I wanted to
Love missing you enough to love you
Thought about
Everything we talked about
But we didn't talk about anything
Next summer I thought about the summer in that small room
Cringey song I wrote for you
Hated it enough to miss you
And my spirit floated just the fuck out of me
And I waved goodbye to it
Living since has been a wobbly trip I could tell you all about it but
I thought about
Everything I thought about
But I didn't think about anything
Little soul slipping out a hole in my eardrum, kicking softly
Wanted to hold on but I got such a weak grip
Whimperer, thinking about me and my grievances
Weakness, doofus, champion
Of nothing, just colossal time-waster
But this three minutes
Well these are just a distraction
Just a momentary lapse in form
Dumb garage rock for some stupid girl I don't miss
A face floating in nothingness
And if you wanted to hear about my spirit as apple core
Well you should've made me miss you more
But instead, now I'll just go floating on my way
Every day all day
Every day all day
I could be in a bad mood
Every day all day
I could be in a bad mood
Every day all day
I could be in a bad mood
Every day all day
I could be in a bad mood
Every day all day
Put on some Arthur Russell, see how fast I change
It's embarrassing
Every day all day
I could be in a bad mood
Every day all day
I could be in a bad mood
Every day all day
Put on some Videohippos and see how fast I change
It's embarrassing
Every day
Every day
Every day
It's embarrassing