A spend most days in this bed that I abuse
on these pillows that you can't get used to.
I spend entire days putting off that which can wait
until I'm knee deep in my own waste.

And I think I'm justified
because I've seen what trying's done for those who've tried.

I spend most days in this bed too small for two
misplacing time like I've got it to lose.

I spend endless days thinking of all the different ways that we make love.

And I think I'm justified
because I've seen what living's done for those alive-- little to none.

I spend tired days in this bed too small for two.
Misplacing time like I've got it to lose.
That's why I don't sleep at night.
That's why I don't feel right in this city.

It's more me than you.