I swiped myself to sleep last night I want to set my iPhone on fire 'Cause Colin, or Conor, or David, or Alex Whatever his name is, just asked me to breakfast So, I'll make excuses for my weekend I cried myself to sleep last night I want to throw myself in the Charles 'Cause Carolyn's thoughtful, she asked how my day went And I can't bring myself to tell her it was fine Her hair's tucked behind her ears like yours If I met her I'd fall apart for sure I don't have time for this I don't have time for this I don't have time I dropped another shift tonight I might have to quit my job Someone cute works there and makes me feel anxious What if they think I am funny, too? I'm not prepared for someone new I wonder when it won't feel too soon Have you had time for this? Have you had time for this? Now you don't have mine Have you made room for this? Have you made room for this? My room's still a mess I can't fall asleep most nights I loved your voice when you're tired The way we'd high-five every time we remembered That all of our last firsts would happen together The photo of us still pressed inside my wallet The pile of your stuff growing tall inside my closet If I ever knew what went wrong, I think that I forgot it I told you things are better now, I wasn't being honest Half of the time we wished We had more time for this We were half right Tried for so long to live In one room in two places We kept our distance So, why do I look for you In town and in people, too? Sometimes I still miss Someone to be lonely with