What Do I Do Now

This ain't as hard as I thought it would be

It's harder

It's just the sound of nobody but me

For starters

I didn't know, I didn't know it all

Didn't see the fine print written on the wall

What do I do now

I can do whatever I want to

What do I do now

With the other side of the bed

How do I spend those long Sunday afternoons

Now that the slate is clean

And the closet's all cleared out

What do I do now

Yeah

I got some friends who wanna fix me up

Do I let 'em

Pack up the pictures and throw them away

And forget 'em

Redecorate or take a trip somewhere

Change the color of these walls

Or the color of my hair

What do I do now

I can do whatever I want to

What do I do now

With the other side of the bed

How do I spend those long Sunday afternoons

Now that the slate is clean

And the closet's all cleared out

What do I do now, oh, oh, mm-mm

I'm a little anxious

A little relieved

I'm a little cynical

A little naive

It makes it kinda hard to figure

Makes it kinda hard to figure out

What do I do now

I can do whatever I want to

What do I do now

With the other side of my bed

And how do I spend most long Sunday afternoons

Now that the slate is clean

And the closet's all cleared out (cleared out)

What do I do now, yeah

What do I do now

Yeah, yeah

Oh, oh

Oh, oh