Another night coming home to
A single unmade bed
Too many cups of coffee
Got this buzzing in my head
I'd love nothing more
Than to drift away
But I got too much to do
I've worn this same t-shirt
Lost count how many days
I'm cold, I hate these curtains
And I've got my rent to pay
I've got this worry
Looming over me
And I just can't let it go
Something's missing but
I can't seem to work out
What that something is
Missing pieces scattered round the room
Will they fit together, fit together soon
Some days I think I'm close to being in tune
Will it all make sense soon
Drag my feet to the bathroom
Cool water on my face
Who's that in the mirror
She looks so out of place
I gotta try and pick myself up
But I don't know where to start
Something's missing but
I can't seem to work out
What that something is
Missing pieces scattered round the room
Will they fit together, fit together soon
Some days I think I'm close to being in tune
Will it all make sense soon
Will it all make sense soon
Will it make sense soon
Will it make sense soon
Will it make sense soon
Will it make sense soon
Something's missing
Can't seem to work out
What that something is
Missing pieces scattered round the room
Will they fit together, fit together soon
Some days I think I'm close to being in tune
Will it all make sense soon
Will it all make sense soon
Will it all make sense soon
Will it all make sense soon