Two Weeks Later Lyrics

Carved your name into the back of my seat

Was way too drunk to hear what you said

Stumbled past Sepulveda Street (It was a boulevard)

Found my way back into my bed

When the room stops spinning

And my feet can touch the floor

The airs been thinning

And I wish this was before

Well the rooms still spinning

I can't take this anymore

There is no winning

Why is love such a bore

Two weeks later I'm on my own

Trying to pick some pieces up

Two weeks later you call my phone

How's it feel to be so alone

I took all your stuff and I threw it away

By throw away I mean look every day

Took a walk down to your favorite cafe (On the boulevard)

Turned around only made it halfway

When the room stops spinning

And my feet can touch the floor

The airs been thinning

And I wish this was before

Well the rooms still spinning

I can't take this anymore

There is no winning

Why is love such a bore

Two weeks later I'm on my own

Trying to pick some pieces up

Two weeks later you call my phone

How's it feel to be so alone