"My Exhausted Month (Of May)" lyrics
Spent the last year motivating everyone else
While I should have been motivating myself
I've hardly moved or got off the couch
In my house
It's calendar hours, pushing thirty
Stack of laundry, call me lazy while the work piles up
It's always unfinished dishes
Digging ditches in the bottom of the sink while I can't wake up
Am I tired or expired?
Am I the product of lost afternoons?
Pull the covers up, procrastinate all day
Procrastinate 'til I turn blue
Exchange sours and downers for bitters and jitters
Nightcaps for nothing new
A string of bad luck tied on so tight
A spring in our step for staggered nights
Oh, take me outside to shine a light
Toward the glaze passing down the whites of my eyes
Phonetic and pathetic
Just the product of lost afternoons
Spent the last year motivating everyone else
While I should have been motivating myself
I've hardly moved or got off the couch
In my house
While I should have been motivating myself
I've hardly moved or got off the couch
In my house
It's calendar hours, pushing thirty
Stack of laundry, call me lazy while the work piles up
It's always unfinished dishes
Digging ditches in the bottom of the sink while I can't wake up
Am I tired or expired?
Am I the product of lost afternoons?
Pull the covers up, procrastinate all day
Procrastinate 'til I turn blue
Exchange sours and downers for bitters and jitters
Nightcaps for nothing new
A string of bad luck tied on so tight
A spring in our step for staggered nights
Oh, take me outside to shine a light
Toward the glaze passing down the whites of my eyes
Phonetic and pathetic
Just the product of lost afternoons
Spent the last year motivating everyone else
While I should have been motivating myself
I've hardly moved or got off the couch
In my house
Writer(s): Evan Thomas Weiss, Erik Hunter Czaja, Marcus Nuccio
