Mope

Feel I've wrapped a web around myself
I feel like only hope is on the shelf
This existential vacuum is my bedroom
Like that is where I'll sit and watch the clouds loom

No I can't remember when
Everything was fine with friends
If I knew that you would stick here with me
I would let you in

But I won't
I'll sit around the house and I'll mope
Pick up the phone and order some food
And then sit back and eat my feelings
Like a dope
I copy every line that they wrote
The tie around my neck is a rope
And I won't ever know the meaning

Promise that it's gonna be ok
And I should just get up and find a way
But you have never done something like this before
So how the fuck would you know what it's good for?

No you can't remember when
I was ever fine with friends
If I knew that you could stick here with me
I would let you in

But you won't
You'll sit around the house and you'll mope
Pick up the phone and order some food
And then sit back and eat your feelings
Fuckin' choke
I'll tear up every rule that you wrote
And throw them all down into your moat
Put on my sweats and play some guitar
No!

No I won't
I'll sit around the house
No I won't
I'll sit around the house
No I won't
I'll sit around the house
No I won't
I'll sit around the house
And I'll mope