bored
the words are fluttering gone
stuck with time for company
think i'll rearrange my room... again
rearrange my thoughts too
there's nothing to do in this damn town
nowhere to go, on one to laugh with
this solitude is making me lazy
flat broke unemployed out of gas
think i'll walk to the store
see what's going on downtown
rather than sit here another day
makin friends with my drugs
better than trying to write
cause i got nothing to say
there's nothing to do today-
without you here, there's nothing at all
