Wasn't the question you asked me It wasn't the answer I gave That made me feel like I was on a train Was a distant voice Made me make a choice That I had to get the fuck out of this town I got a lot of things to do A lot of places to go I've got a lot of good things coming my way And I'm afraid to say that you're not one of them.
Last time I was there You were out on the couch Pressed into a little electric 2