You're always running on empty
Hoping you're holy
Riding your bike everywhere because you have to
You're always waking up in the cold
Worship the sun god day in and day out
Wishing for someone to hold
Talk radio to fill the space at night
Where'd all this time go?
Should've spent it alone
I don't know if you know but I don't remember a thing
Don't call me back
I lost my nerve
I lost my underwear