I got the bags hooked, keys in the basket, coats on the rack, but it's still unsettling When I mess with the AC, open a window, straighten a frame in every single hallway Clean out the kitchen sink and I'm missing something, six a.m. is coming around Maybe the shower and coffee will save me, maybe I'm not stuck, I'm just love-lost, but it's just love to leave you in ruts I'm trying to do stuff to do away with love, to leave you lost I'm not, not, not, not, not gonna do it again I'm not, not, not, not, not, not that stupid But love is Love is Loves stupid Loves stupid I'm doing it all right, I haven't read one book Tried to look up at the pictures that you took Instead I build shelves and display what I don't need Display what I won't read I'm not stuck, I'm just love-lost, but it's just love to leave you in ruts I'm trying to do stuff to do away with lonely love It never claimed to be smart or told us it would fix this Told us to fall at the feet before listening Loves stupid But it never claimed to be smart or told us it would fix this Told us to fall at the feet before thinking Loves stupid