Dangerous Levels of Introspection [Live in Studio]

I don't miss my apartment
Ceilings six feet tall
Where my neighbor's schizophrenic
And screamin' through the paper-thin walls
I don't miss my LeBaron
The steering pullin' left
Losing nights in Venice
To strangers acting like my best friends

I don't want any of it back
But I miss how it felt
Yeah, it happened so fast
I kinda miss myself

Dangerous levels of introspection
Trippin' over my own reflection
I don't know where I'm going with it, really shouldn't matter
Ruinin' a moment with some reckless nostalgia
Dangerous levels of introspection
Leading me back to you
(Ooh, ooh)

I don't miss your attention
Needing it so bad
Or how you never mentioned
My existence to your religious dad
I don't miss being so naive, but part of me
Prefers it to a passive animosity
But if anybody happens to ask

I don't want any of it back
But I miss how it felt
Yeah, it happened so fast
I kinda miss myself

Dangerous levels of introspection
Trippin' over my own reflection
I don't know where I'm going with it, really shouldn't matter
Ruinin' a moment with some reckless nostalgia
Dangerous levels of introspection
Leading me back to you
(Ooh)
Leading me back
(Ooh)
Leading me back
(Ooh, ooh)

Dangerous levels of introspection
Trippin' over my own reflection
I don't know where I'm going with it, really shouldn't matter
Ruinin' a moment with some reckless nostalgia
Dangerous levels of introspection
Leading me back to you
(Ooh)
Leading me back
(Ooh)
Leading me back