Ben Folds Five

What I've kept with me,
and what I've thrown away.
And where the hell I've ended up
On this glary, random day
Were the things I really cared about,
just left along the away.
For being too pent up and proud
Woke up way too late,
feeling hungover and old.
And the sun was shining bright
and I walked barefoot down the road.
Started thinking 'bout my old man,
It seems that all I want to get into a car and go,
anywhere.
Here I stand,
Sad and free.
I can't cry,
and I can't see
What I've done.
Oh God what have I done?
Don't you know I'm numb, man
No I can't feel a thing at all
Cos it's all smiles and business these days
And I'm indifferent to the loss
I think that there's a soul somewhere
that's leading me around.