Half-hearted

A hangover and a look of disgust, I'm young

So why do I care so much

Half-heartedly trying to get somewhere

But my feet are just catching dust

I lost my mind

Waiting in line

Now I've got to go

Get out, get lost

Go home

Go home

Go home

Been counting on someone but I counted wrong

So now I'm feeling pretty dumb

What's left at the bottom is raising me up

Tired limbs, climbing to the top

I lost my mind

Waiting in line

Now I've got to go

Get out, get lost

Go home

Go home

Go home