All alone Hand to my head and my heart and These collarbones Tryin' to make this place my home Tryin' to make this place my home Tryin' to make this place my I'm cuttin' the clocks into minutes I'm thinkin' of keeping some for myself Myself Call me selfish I'm feelin the edges of my skin Where does it begin So hard to tell Oh well So hard to tell I just don't know how to start the conversation I just don't know how to start the conversation I just don't know how I just don't know how to start the conversation Dial tone I had my ear to the line Whisperin' Kept to myself for the time Wishin on Pile of shoes by my door Waitin' round For something to clear my head for good I'm cuttin' the clocks into minutes I'm thinkin' of keeping some for myself Myself Call me selfish I'm feelin the edges of my skin Where does it begin So hard to tell Oh well So hard to tell I just don't know how to start the conversation