Doing All the Things I Used to Do with People, Pt. 2 (Acoustic/Rooftop Version)

Stay in bed, sometimes turning to my right, until i close my eyes This is not a song about sleep or death It's about something much smaller and paler than that I'm not going to show it to my friends Cause when i came home i'd lost thirty something pounds I didn't leave my bed, i threw up in a bathroom in baltimore Before dancing with a girl i'll probably never talk to again We won't be friends And i won't be nice to anyone because i don't see why i should I don't see the point, i won't get clean for the rest of my life I won't be nice