alkin' outside Labyrinthian over cracks along under the trees.
I know this town grounded in a compass, cardinal landed in the dogwood.
I keep going over it over and over, my steps iterate my shame.
How come every outcome is such a comedown?
Lately, afternoon with the shades drawn down.
I kept saying I just wanted to see it, saying, "What's wrong with that?"
Needle shaking out lines in a compass, every outcome is such a comedown.
And I knew it when I saw it.
So, I did just what I wanted.
So, I go through with this,
I knew happiness when I saw it.
I saw your boyfriend at the port authority, sorta f***** up place.
Whatever, I averted my stride on a quick one.
He's coming back and going over your place, huh?
I feel like I could forget about it, I feel that I could mellow out.
I don't feel undone in a big way, there's nothing really bad to be upset about.
But, just when I thought I, was getting better I, woke up on the ground.
An appointment, oh, a disappointment; a setback, oh, another comedown.
As if I needed a reminder.
Oh, I do only what I wanna.
So, I go through with this...
Walking out in the nighttime springtime, needling my way home.
I saw Leah on the bus a few months ago, saw some old friends at her funeral.
My steps keep splitting my grief through these solipsistic moods.
I should call my parents when I think of them, should tell my friends when I love them.
Maybe I should have gone out a bit more, and you guys are still in town.
I got too caught up in my own s***, it's how every outcome is such a comedown.
And I knew it when I saw it.
Oh, I did just what I wanted.
So, I go through with this,
I knew happiness when I saw it.
I know this town grounded in a compass, cardinal landed in the dogwood.
I keep going over it over and over, my steps iterate my shame.
How come every outcome is such a comedown?
Lately, afternoon with the shades drawn down.
I kept saying I just wanted to see it, saying, "What's wrong with that?"
Needle shaking out lines in a compass, every outcome is such a comedown.
And I knew it when I saw it.
So, I did just what I wanted.
So, I go through with this,
I knew happiness when I saw it.
I saw your boyfriend at the port authority, sorta f***** up place.
Whatever, I averted my stride on a quick one.
He's coming back and going over your place, huh?
I feel like I could forget about it, I feel that I could mellow out.
I don't feel undone in a big way, there's nothing really bad to be upset about.
But, just when I thought I, was getting better I, woke up on the ground.
An appointment, oh, a disappointment; a setback, oh, another comedown.
As if I needed a reminder.
Oh, I do only what I wanna.
So, I go through with this...
Walking out in the nighttime springtime, needling my way home.
I saw Leah on the bus a few months ago, saw some old friends at her funeral.
My steps keep splitting my grief through these solipsistic moods.
I should call my parents when I think of them, should tell my friends when I love them.
Maybe I should have gone out a bit more, and you guys are still in town.
I got too caught up in my own s***, it's how every outcome is such a comedown.
And I knew it when I saw it.
Oh, I did just what I wanted.
So, I go through with this,
I knew happiness when I saw it.