What am I doing with myself tonight?   Or tomorrow? I can't get this right   I wish I had friends that could talk   Instead of freezing my ass off on this mindless walk      And as the late night drivers pass me by   I am anxious, I am waiting   For the dawn in this star city   And relief from my routines      It scares me to death   Until I see my own breath      With you I gave up on   Everything I've given up on   Anything that's ever gone wrong   Don't beat yourself up over this   My life doesn't have to be distinguished      A random memory at glance   Of the capitol building at last   I reminisce how small I am   And the insignificance of my problems       The cold air guides me through everything I'm feeling   No matter what problems I find, I'll make it through them   Before I even have a chance to look behind   I'll discover new problems in time, new problems I wish I could go back to