Half-hearted

A hangover and a look of disgust, I'm young
So why do I care so much?
Half-heartedly trying to get somewhere
But my feet are just catching dust

I lost my mind
Waiting in line, now
I've got to go
Get out, get lost, go home
Go home, go home

Been counting on someone, but I counted wrong
So now, I'm feeling pretty dumb
What's left at the bottom is raising me up
Tired limbs, climbing to the top

I lost my mind
Waiting in line, now
I've got to go
Get out, get lost, go home
Go home, go home