I'm getting clean for the second time this week I got your stuff all packed up ready for you to leave And I'll cling to you with claws til you bleed Or finally admit, say that I am all that you need I'll call your friends I'll play therapist for them Tell me your problems I'll pretend that I can solve them Then I'll drive home Next, expunge Think of you (Cry a bunch) Remember a time in my life When I got the things that I want Well I'm so annoyed Could be kissing him right now Instead I am here, underconfident on your couch Hear what I said? Or was the music a little loud Just forget it Rather die than repeat myself So I'll go outside Sure enough You'll come with Call my bluff Ask if I'm fine and I'll lie Cause I can't get the things I make up Tell me why And why, please tell me why You look this good in the same clothes from yesterday And I, I gotta go Please let me know when you get home safe And we'll, we'll catch up It's just, I got a lot on my plate Of wishing I was, man I was anywhere But here, in the Milky Way Alright, I'll bite What you thinking Was five, last time I was getting A bite of like What I was fixing Guess I must have dreamt it Guess I better get pinching Tell me why We could never ever really sit right Give it time said the wise men To man Weiss I admit it I am willing I feel inclined To be getting clean tonight To be getting clean tonight