Empty House

I was busy thinking bout

What everybody thinks about me
Why I laugh when it isn’t funny
And why I’m even at this party now

Step out and say a friend is coming
I’m walking to my car and wondering
Why I’m alone but still prefer an empty house

I wish that I could just turn off these thoughts
And let myself out
Why does it seem so easy for everyone else?
Hmm

And I’m so tired of re-enacting things I just could have said out loud
But I was busy thinking bout

If anybody else is leaving
This bathroom’s got a dirty ceiling
Am I the only one that feeling this way now

Why everybody’s smiling at me
And why it doesn’t make me happy
And what excuse I’m gonna give to turn around

I wish that I could just turn off these thoughts
And let myself out
Why does it seem so easy for everyone else?
Hmm

And I’m so tired of re-enacting things I just could have said out loud
But I was busy thinking bout

But I was busy thinking bout
But I was busy thinking bout
But I was busy thinking bout

Get home and go sit in the kitchen
I’m turning off the lights and wishing
I would have stayed you know I hate this empty house