I've got this book that I've been trying to read
I can't seem to concentrate, I'm stuck on the same page
Seems like I haven't talked to you all week
The leaves are piling up outside
So why stay in here and hide
In melancholy afternoon
There's at least a thousand things
That I ought to do
But it's not gonna happen today
Nothing gets done when I get this way
I know I should call you and set things straight
But it's not gonna happen
Not gonna happen
Today
I know I need to clean my closet out
There's things in there that I don't need
And some that don't belong to me
I just don't seem to have a heart somehow
To put things in their place
I don't really wanna face
All the things I've left undone
At least a thousand things
But maybe only one
But it's not gonna happen today
Nothing gets done when I get this way
I know I should call you and set things straight
But it's not gonna happen
Not gonna happen
It's not gonna happen today
Nothing gets done when I get this way
I know I should call you and set things straight
But it's not gonna happen
Not gonna happen
Today