You Cry Way Too Much

So you're leaving, but how are you getting home
I think the bus is 1.20 going by the zone
You're walking with sea legs, you've dropped and cracked your phone
There's no chance you're trekking it all the way to Holm
Stop, I'll phone a taxi, the rank is not that far
Do you have any change on you or am I paying by card
Stop welling your eyes up, stop saying you're sick
I know it's cold and all that jazz but please get a grip

You cry way to much
You bottle your emotions to not lose touch
You try way to hard
To follow the status quo to not be apart
Do you think that it's too late
Well you're wrong cause the clocks went back yesterday
Is it south you're facing
The eyes and waves are changing
The corridors I'm pacing
Are all these things related

I feel a sickly notion that pulls me down below
As I wait for the klaxons to make me cross the road
I walk with no direction, my magnitudes on hold
As I stare up at the constellations trying to pick my own
Has she made it home safely? Has the taxi crashed and burned?
Has she found the hidden eject button that made the ceiling burst?
I'm just a worry merchant, I sell my woes to the poor
Then a puddle looks at me then I tell myself

You cry way to much
You bottle your emotions to not lose touch
You try way to hard
To follow the status quo to not be apart
Do you think that it's too late
Well you're wrong cause the clocks went back yesterday
Is it south you're facing
The eyes and waves are changing
The corridors I'm pacing
Are all these things related

You cry way to much
You bottle your emotions to not lose touch
You try way to hard
To follow the status quo to not be apart
Do you think that it's too late
Well you're wrong cause the clocks went back yesterday
Is it south you're facing
The eyes and waves are changing
The corridors I'm pacing
Are all these things related