I Feel Better

I left our house without fuckin' a clue
 And left New York City boys without you
 But the sun does shine in this place some days
 And even when there's clouds, there isn't always rain
 I'll stow away in my greys
 In a padlocked case in a padlocked room
 Only to be released
 When I sing all the songs I wrote about you
 This is the last one I'll do
 Ahh
 Ahh
 Ahh
 Ahh
 Now I'm free in parentheses
 And I'm not sure what I ought to do with it
 It sits in the house, bright eyes, raised hands
 If I ignore its advances then the hands go down
 I'll stow away in my greys
 In a padlocked case in a padlocked room
 Only to be released
 When I sing all the songs I wrote about you
 Oh, this is the last one I'll do
 I feel better and better and worse and then better
 Than ever, than ever, than ever
 I feel much better, and better, and worse and then better
 Than ever, than ever, than ever, than ever
 I'll stow away in my greys
 In a padlocked case in a padlocked room
 Only to be released when I see you walking around with someone new
 This is the last song
 This is the last song
 This is the last song I'll write about you