How I Pass The Time

Yeah I don't even know why
I'm behind the door, why
I'm behind the door
And I don't even know for sure
How I do anything
I'm looking at the floor,
I'm looking at the floor
But I don't care much anymore
I'm looking out behind the curtains
And frowning out behind my smile
Yeah this is how
I pass the time
Will I go anywhere
I do not rightly know, do you think
I should know
Since I don't even think
I'll go I'm laying here in my own bile
I'm gonna be here for a while
Yeah this is how
I pass the time
Do you feel awful
I'd never know it
I'm never there
Wait here is my secret why
I don't know well
I don't care