Where's My Bike
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My bike is still in my ex's garage
I'll never get it back
The pile of to do lists has gotten quite large
Guess I'm alright with that
My mom calls to ask about my week
And I can tell it's a trap
My leg starts to jump to show me I'm in for another panic attack
My car is parked at the edge of my parents' lot
Cuz I basically live with them
My phone overheated on the seat
Cuz I forgot to bring all my stuff in
My friends don't talk to me much anymore
And I don't blame them
What do I have left to say about shit that would be worth listening to
I didn't know I was in a rut
Until I could feel it in my gut
I didn't think things got this far
Now I'm not sure what these things are
My shoes are wet from the neighbor's yard my dad warned not to walk in
I'm going to a cafe to stare at a book I'm too tired to be reading
My coffee is almost as bitter as I am
Isn't even worth drinking
I'm going to the park to lay on a tire swing till someone catches me sleeping
My arms are dangling back and forth
Almost touching the hot sand
I'm sick of singing songs about my ex's
Should join someone else's band
Sing songs about their life instead of mine
Be part of a very marketable brand
Or I could keep wallowing all afternoon
Only think about my own problems
I didn't know I was in a rut
Until I could feel it in my gut
I didn't think things got this far
Now I'm not sure what these things are
And I didn't think I was so far gone
But now I can admit that I was wrong
And I didn't think I could turn things around
But now I've put my feet back on the ground