"For Myself" lyrics

Counting the flowers on the floor of the waiting room
It's hard not to notice
But your were the closest
Person around
But the last to find out
'Cause you never called, you never call

You hung your shirt on the frame of the door frame
Put it to steam
Trying not to be seen
But you were late on goodbye
Late to apologize
'Cause you never called, you never call

I know that I fell out of touch with checking in and keeping up
I can't even do that for myself
I'm getting good at losing track of who I am and where I'm at trying to be somebody else

Grass to your knees, pile of a bricks in the backyard
Swear that it's worth it
Missed out on purpose
But the damage been done
Can't come back from this one
You're outta time, you're outta time

I know that I fell out of touch with checking in and keeping up
I can't even do that for myself
I'm getting good at losing track of who I am and where I'm at trying to be somebody else

I know I've always wanted this
But never knew the consequence
Of being alone
Arrogant and less a man
Close to giving up again
Just pick up the phone

I know that I fell out of touch with checking in and keeping up
I can't even do that for myself
I'm getting good at losing track of who I am and where I'm at trying to be somebody else