And don't you know the packing takes a minute? And every train I seem to see is broken. So don't you change the facts to suit the end, dear. 'Cause that's on my mind.
My appetite has given up on me, and I must fight, to eat just anything.
And don't you swerve, I daresay use the word. And we will see, what this train strip means to me
Everyone is sober, and I am on my own now. Everyone is sober, and I am on my own now. Everyone is sober, and I am on my own now. Everyone is sober, and I am on my own now.