well i took one last drive down to boston to see if i still feel anything i took one last drive down to boston alone and as i stared out across the river, and my eyes rolled back in my head i knew at last what it felt like to be dead
well she said "boy, you worry about the worst things, you know"
so i put my thought inside a cage that fit just like a shell while i listed places been to, manhattan south of hell it took everything i had to not be everything i've seen well you knew just what i was and i know just what you mean
guess i had to grow up sometime, i just didn't think it through what else could i do when i'm just a shell of man forced to lean on luck and left without a plan
if i spent my life in a hole if i spent my life growing old i'd be fine with it if i was just with you