"Yesterdays" lyrics

Someone's coffee spilled onto the rug
Maybe a string of a bad luck
Now, it's just part of the room
Someone smoked through a pack on the street
Let them all fall to their feet
Paper caught under my shoes
Like museum walls with graffiti scrawled
They belong to the last one to draw

Night comes, then we wake up and we add a coat of paint
Today, tomorrow will be one of all those yesterdays, yesterdays, yesterdays
All those yesterdays

Someone's crumbs were swept under the fridge
They're old enough to have kids
They never think of this place
Now, I stand on the floor where they stood
Lacquer and dust on the wood
Thinking of how I'll escape
I've got things to do, you've got things to say
We are emptying out somebody's space

Night comes, then we wake up and we add a coat of paint
Today, tomorrow will be one of all those yesterdays, yesterdays, yesterdays
All those yesterdays
All those yesterdays
All those yesterdays
Months go by in a moment and days take years to end
We're all living placeholders, we don't own anything
I don't know anything