How I Pass The Time

Yeah I dont even know why
Im behind the door, why
Im behind the door
And I dont even know for sure
How I do anything
Im looking at the floor,
Im looking at the floor
But I dont care much anymore
Im 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 dont even think
Ill go Im laying here in my own bile
Im gonna be here for a while
Yeah this is how
I pass the time
Do you feel awful
Id never know it
Im never there
Wait here is my secret why
I dont know well
I dont care