Declutter

Cull the cardboard from the fort I don't love you anymore Lift each penny, the structure Twice a season, I try and declutter I sift the sediment from the rocky grave I can tell you when I stopped feeling the same I mailed the remnants to a friend Wrote a phony name in the return address I don't care anymore Thrift shop, Goodwill store I don't care Or need it anymore Mark the hours by my meals Each decision's got me dragging my heels Speak in only past tense Shoulder to shoulder and shaking our heads I don't care anymore Thrift shop or Goodwill store I don't care Or need it anymore (Hey, um) (Sorry if you're sleeping) (I have some good news for you, so) (Um, I'm gonna go to sleep now) (But, uh, I was hoping to hear your voice) (Thinking of you) (Have a good night)