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