March 13

I haven't had a friend inside my house since March 13
Remember when they thought it'd be all gone in a few weeks?
'Cause I remember
I didn't know I'd still be here at home in December
Sit in my room, spend New Year's Eve alone
But all my friends are doing fine
They've all got plans to move tonight
I saw the pictures
And even got the call sometimes
But it's hard to catch up
When you've strayed back so far behind
And I know that I shouldn't whine
Or act like I'd turn back the time
But I've talked so much with myself
That I've gone crazy now, I find
Convinced myself that I could sing
A little something for my chivalry
But I'm on day 293
So you can bet I'm tired, all of my wires are starting to rot
I want it to be quiet, but these fireworks won't stop
I used to like them
Now I just do what I'm allowed
I'll make it right one day
I'm too far in to turn around