(no subject)
Here it comes around again,
This time of year I can't stand.
Well frankly, it's the majority of the time,
And I can't take it.
Everyone's out having fun.
You've all had this planned for weeks.
And when I thought I was having as good a time as you,
I was wrong.
And you were looking forward to today,
When it all comes back to me.
This house is empty.
I hardly even belong.
I just want to get rid of this feeling,
But I've had it so long.
Will I ever change?
Will things ever turn out better than this?
It's not fair,
But--no, you don't have to tell me--
I know I'm doing this to myself.
If not for me, you'd still be out.
If not for me, I don't know where I'd be.
All I know is I feel wrong,
Not even alone.
I feel separate,
Not unwanted.
I feel like I wish I could be anywhere but here.
And it's true.
Nobody's called me a loser to my face in a while.
Maybe that's because I hide.
But if nobody knows me,
Then who am I?
So while all you lovers are watching the stars,
I'm still here living on.
I wish I didn't think of you this often,
I can't help but break open the window
To see what you can see.
The night is beautiful,
Which means it'll never be like this again.
You should see my face,
You should see how I long to be out there.
I'm the only one in this town
Not breathing that crisp September air.
It's going to be a long night.
Now two windows are open,
And I can't feel a thing.
I'm suffocating here.
It's nighttime, and I can't see a thing.
Everything's going wrong.
For me at least.
Watch me climb out the window.
Hear me walking up the roof
Just so I can see what you all see,
So I can hear it,
So I can feel the air,
Except I'm alone, and you're certainly not.
This time of year I can't stand.
Well frankly, it's the majority of the time,
And I can't take it.
Everyone's out having fun.
You've all had this planned for weeks.
And when I thought I was having as good a time as you,
I was wrong.
And you were looking forward to today,
When it all comes back to me.
This house is empty.
I hardly even belong.
I just want to get rid of this feeling,
But I've had it so long.
Will I ever change?
Will things ever turn out better than this?
It's not fair,
But--no, you don't have to tell me--
I know I'm doing this to myself.
If not for me, you'd still be out.
If not for me, I don't know where I'd be.
All I know is I feel wrong,
Not even alone.
I feel separate,
Not unwanted.
I feel like I wish I could be anywhere but here.
And it's true.
Nobody's called me a loser to my face in a while.
Maybe that's because I hide.
But if nobody knows me,
Then who am I?
So while all you lovers are watching the stars,
I'm still here living on.
I wish I didn't think of you this often,
I can't help but break open the window
To see what you can see.
The night is beautiful,
Which means it'll never be like this again.
You should see my face,
You should see how I long to be out there.
I'm the only one in this town
Not breathing that crisp September air.
It's going to be a long night.
Now two windows are open,
And I can't feel a thing.
I'm suffocating here.
It's nighttime, and I can't see a thing.
Everything's going wrong.
For me at least.
Watch me climb out the window.
Hear me walking up the roof
Just so I can see what you all see,
So I can hear it,
So I can feel the air,
Except I'm alone, and you're certainly not.