Sleeping Alone

Two more weeks to go
New York City
Pictures of people, think that I
I don't know who they are
Boxes of pictures that I, I won't use
But I won't discard
Some people say this guy, this guy
This guy we knew
He died, he died, he died it's true

So give me the feedback, ain't that what I'm here for?
And I'll kick my feet back cause that's not what I've been looking for

I (I live on my own) I live on my own
And you, you won't be beside me
You won't be beside me

And I don't mind sleeping alone
My friends might be wasted
But I, I'm happy at home
Pigeons on the green now
March is got the fall
Stella wants to Spoon
And Penny, Penny is growing more and more
These guys, these guys, these guys are new
They be good, they be good to you

So give me the feedback, ain't that what I'm here for?
And I'll kick my feet back cause that's not what I've been looking for

I (I live on my own) I live on my own
And you, you won't be beside me
You won't be beside me