Walter Mitty And His Makeshift Orchestra - Lets Get Breakfast lyrics

Long drive, tongue tied, its weird being home Lets get breakfast, I'll pack you a bowl Text threats, old girlfriends, it barely hurts But ghost eyes on old friends is making it worse Brave the handshake, drag through the small talk It takes guts to be so fake, oh well whatever I'm getting good at losing contact, I can tell by your face Borrowed my best thoughts, stole all my good luck Now I'm in a better place, or am I? Lets just get breakfast, make it all go away