[CLAIRE] How does this happen? All your life You think the space you've got is not enough But then you open your closet door and think “My life must be more than the sum of this stuff.” Something moves you from within Like, say, your boyfriend moving in And that's how you begin to let things go You look up at that shelf and you tell yourself to let things go And next thing you know….. You are standing amidst your whole entire history And you're strewing it across the floor You've got out-of-date planners and dog-eared postcards And think, “What in God's name was I keeping these for?” Packed in boxes just in case But now I really need the space So I'm gonna clean this place and let things go I'm determined to clear out some room in here and let things go I'm letting it go All of these years and years of junk and flotsam Plastic souvenirs, why, look, I've got some Birthday cards, a pamphlet on Van Gough I should've done this years ago But somehow I've been petrified To see what's been kept inside these chests and drawers It's so very strange finding stuff from a lifetime ago Even when the life you find is yours ‘Cause there are things that make you feel That you need this proof your past was real And you can't let them go So back into boxes they go Oh How does this happen? You tear up your apartment just to put it back together again Jason will be fine We'll get creative with our space so that all of our things fit together and then My whole life can stay in there Well, he's got to put his shoes somewhere Ugh! Why can't I be some other Claire Who can just let things go? I mean, I said I would try and I did But I can't let things go You know Martha Stewart, I'm not her I'm gonna let things go back where they were