I must've lost
All of my friends yesterday
I danced like shit
And now I'm gonna pay for it tonight

I wrote a theme song
To a date I overheard
In Seattle
And this is how it goes

He's uninteresting
She's carrying most of the conversation
Conversation
Now he's talking about his ex
And his shitty old band
That didn't quite work out
That didn't quite work out
And she's pretending to be interested

She's pretending to be interested
She's pretеnding to be interestеd
She's pretending to be interested
She's pretending to be interested

She's pretending to be interested
She's pretending to be interested
She's pretending to be interested
She's pretending to be interested

These are the conversations
I have to live with
No one cares about your band
Or your thoughts at all
And I worry

This is a situation
I am familiar with
This is not the time or place
For these thoughts at all
And I worry
That I am a human who
Can't hold on to
Much of anything at all