It's been a lousy day
I was supposed to do something fun but transportation was out, so I guess neither was I
I stayed home and talked to myself, twiddling my thumbs and rearranging my shelf
Over and over in every order, but meaningless nothings could not cure my boredom
I replace my mental voice with yours
I did not mean to and I think it just happened
The ghost of you lingers in my head
I listened to the ghost voice and it said
What are you gonna do
It's all of me but none for you
What are you gonna do
If I can't see you through
I said "that is a great chorus!" I should write that down
Hopefully you'll hear it sometime without looking around
Wondering where that voice came from like me sometimes
And you'll sit on your bed and silently cry
With an exclamation of whats and whys
And with your hopes and dreams dropping like flies
You won't know where you are
I won't know where you are
You could give me what I wanted
I could give you what you deserve
You could help me where I needed
I could support you being heard
I don't know where exactly you fall
On my spectrum of love and hate
No more talk about the old days
It's time for something great
I sat on my nowhere and read nothing
My eyes scanned that nothing and my brain converted it to you
So don't you tell me that I value you as little as you think
Because you don't think, but you know that is lesser than true
So I sat on my nowhere and contemplated
A year down the road this song will disappoint me (Or maybe a week)
I will think "how stupid I was" and "how could I ever think that?"
But for now I'll sit on my nowhere with no company
So I called you on the videophone
You said you seem to be smiling
I looked at you and it seemed you were trying not to scream
She-you said "Don't get ahead of yourself"
But I'm ahead of my head anyways
It's in the clouds and I'm on mars already
So find yourself a seat and I'll tell you a tale
About how I've got an endless supply but I don't supply that well
I'll tell you about the countless dreams I've had
And how dumb I find the rage over that Nike ad
I'll tell you how I think Balloon Boy's dad was right
And how I once broke my basement light
And you listened to me ramble about all of that
I wasted all my stories just for you to say
What are you gonna do
It's all of me but none for you
What are you gonna do
If I can't see you through
What are you gonna do
Please don't continue
What am I gonna do
Without you