Socrates & me Not the best combo lately No regrets just bent and out-of-stately Braiding wool and shredding glass Glowing face an aftermath It's an afterthought, and after that Well, I'll go home in monochrome Dictate words onto tape To cellophone and meditate Slamming pours and stirring dots Sliding hands and taking shots Braiding wool and shredding glass Glowing face an aftermath It's an afterthought, and after that Well, I'll go home in monochrome

What a waste A head case There's nothing I like more than being right But right now, I adore the fight What a night So uptight There's nothing I hate more than you seeing me this way And I'm nothing more than a lump of clay And a change will take place When I learn to embrace the unknown and untested new case I'm just an untested new case What a lie To amplify There's nothing I want more than to say how I feel But I'll just grip on to the steering wheel What a plan A leading man There's nothing I want more than for it all to work out But right now, it's a round-about And a change will take place When I learn to embrace the unknown and untested new case I'm just an untested new case

I'm not gonna wait around For you to make a sound And your heavy breathing against my skin while I pretend I'm sleeping But I heard everything you said Do you know what it feels like? To be here when you're really not? Might as well be at the movies all by myself it would be easier Do you know what it feels like? When you can't even pretend to be Listening to what I'm saying I'd be better off just meditating I'm not gonna say a thing I'll just let your last words ring While I'm walking down the hallway your words still echoing But I heard everything you said Do you know what it feels like? To be here when you're really not? Might as well be at the movies all by myself it would be easier Do you know what it feels like? When you can't even pretend to be Listening to what I'm saying I'd be better of just meditating I'm not gonna wait around For you to come around And this heavy petting is nothing like I, I keep forgetting But I want everything you said

When I woke up I was older than that I was colder than that But I'm finding the groove Roll out of bed... grab my coat and my hat Say goodbye, and that's that And I'm making my move Concrete and sidewalk skipping the cracks So I won't be guilty about breaking your back Breathe in the air it's a bright sunny day and it's my getaway I don't care if I'm lost And I don't really miss you and I don't even feel bad When you said you would see just how you felt I wasn't even mad And it's only when someone asks me That I'm reminded of your silly face And the stack of vinyl records you left at my place When I went out I was bolder than that In my red Stetson hat Talking back being crude Rolling me home in a cab with a phone And I'm happy alone without hearing from you Concrete and sidewalk skipping the cracks So I won't be guilty about breaking your back Laughing at how I am still nowhere near Getting rid of my fear but I'm finding the groove And I don't really miss you and I don't even feel bad When you said you would see just how you felt I wasn't even mad And it's only when someone asks me That I'm reminded of your silly face And the stack of vinyl records you left at my place And I don't really miss you and I don't even feel bad When you said you would see just how you felt I wasn't even mad And it's only when someone asks me That I'm reminded of your silly face And the stack of vinyl records you left at my place