Tekster: Low Millions. Ex-Girlfriends. Statue.

The weatherman says, "Goodnight"
The Empire State Building's turning off it's lights
The refrigerator stops and suddenly it's quiet

I never noticed the ceilings were so low
I never saw all the cracks on the window
I never saw myself as sentimental but here I go

Without you I've been standing 'round you like a statue
Laying on the floor, thinking about you
I talk to myself like the crazies do
Otherwise I'm great, what about you?

Ain't nothing going on here but the rent
I can't account for how my days are spent
I wanna draw the line between who I am and who I invent

Without you I've been standing 'round you like a statue
Laying on the floor, thinking about you
I talk to myself like the crazies do
Otherwise I'm great, what about you, what about you?

The weatherman says, "Blue skies "
But it's raining like the clouds all decided to cry
And every time you hurt me, I say, "It's alright, it's alright, it's alright"

Without you I've been standing 'round you like a statue
Laying on the couch all day like cats do
Waiting for the phone to ring but it won't ring

Without you I've been standing 'round you like a statue
Laying on the floor, thinking about you
I talk to myself like the crazies do
Otherwise I'm great, what about you

What about you?
What about you?
What about you?