How I Pass The Time

Yeah I don't even know why

I'm behind the door, why

I'm behind the door

And I don't even know for sure

How I do anything

I'm looking at the floor,

I'm looking at the floor

But I don't care much anymore

I'm looking out behind the curtains

And frowning out behind my smile

Yeah this is how

I pass the time

Will I go anywhere

I do not rightly know, do you think

I should know

Since I don't even think

I'll go I'm laying here in my own bile

I'm gonna be here for a while

Yeah this is how

I pass the time

Do you feel awful

I'd never know it

I'm never there

Wait here is my secret why

I don't know well

I don't care