What's This Really About

You look out the window
Everybodys feet are marching
To the song in your ear
Wont get out of bed
At least your heart is beating
Steady like a calendar year
Do you think the sun will spin around you on and on
Do you hate the tattoo or just hate the arm its on
What's this really about?
Go insane like once a week
A clutter bug crawls out of
Every grudge you keep
Can hardly see the floor
Youre up all night just keeping score
You could be counting sheep
Are the clothes still in the backyard hanging on the line
Do you think you might just need to ring them out this time
Whats this really about
Lie to yourself
Blame it on everybody else
Act like a kid
Under the bed won't deal with it
Make some excuse
Stir crazy nothing left to lose
You've been telling everyone
That you're done growing tall
But you just quit making notches in the doorframe wall
Do you think the sun will spin around you on and on
Do you hate the tattoo or just hate the arm it's on
What's this really about