Where do I go? I don't know. I cannot feel the force of you.   You were sittin home. We were talking. Believe me, cuz it's true.   All the times I tried to see exactly what went wrong,   and oh my god can I see, I can't see exactly what went wrong.      I think of all the times I tried and I just can't seem to understand it.   I think of all the times I really tried. Well, maybe I tried too[hard]   And every night when I come home what do I see? You sittin there with me.   Everything was alright. Everything was gonna be alright.      I think of all the stupid shit that I said before I could always say again.   I think through it. I think through it, and I think through it again.   Am I alone here? I don't know cuz I can't even see   and I can't get anywhere. I am sick of all the same old shit.