I certainly haven't been shopping for any new shoesAndI certainly haven't been spreading myself aroundI still only travel by foot, and by foot it's a slow climbBut I'm good at being uncomfortable, soI can't stop changing all the time I notice that my opponent is always on the goAndWon't go slow, so's not to focus, and I noticeHe'll hitch a ride with any guideAs long as they go fast from whence he cameBut he's no good at being uncomfortable, soHe can't stop staying exactly the same If there was a better way to go then it would find meI can't help it, the road just rolls out behind meBe kind to me, or treat me meanI'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine I seem to you to seek a new disaster every dayYou deem me due to clean my view and be at piece and layI mean to prove I mean to move in my own way, and sayI've been getting along for long before you came into the play I am the baby of the family, it happens, soEverybody cares and wears the sheep's clothes while they chaperonCurious you looking down your nose at meWhile you appease courteous to try and helpBut let me set your mind at ease If there was a better way to go then it would find meI can't help it, the road just rolls out behind meBe kind to me, or treat me meanI'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine Do I so worry you,You need to hurry to my side? It's very kindBut it's to no availAnd I don't want the bailI promise you, everything will be just fine If there was a better way to go then it would find meI can't help it, the road just rolls out behind meBe kind to me, or treat me meanI'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine Oh, if there was a better way to go, then it would find meI can't help it, the road just rolls out behind meBe kind to me or treat me meanI'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

One man he disappoint meHe give me the gouge and he take my gleeNow every other man I seeRemind me of the one man who disappointed me Wait 'til I get him backHe won't have a back to scratchYeah keep turning that chinAnd you will see my face As I figure how to kill what I cannot catch So I say and on I goTo another one who disappoint me so The next one up a contemptible snobHe lived to put things in their placeHe did a commendable jobHe put himself so low He can hardly even look me in the face Wait til I get him backHe won't have a back to scratchYeah, keep turning that chinAnd you will see my faceAs I figure how to killWhat I cannot catch Oh he made my blood just burnI've looked so farI thought that I would not return But the last one I had was getting my hopes upI might have been a little fast to dismissI think he let me down when he didn't disappoint meHe didn't always guess right but he usually got my gist So wait 'til I get him backGonna bring him home and watch him unpackHey, keep turning that chinAnd you will see my face is fixed on the oneI'm going to get back I'm going to get him back

I'm undecided about you againMightn't be right that you're not hereIt's double-sided, cause I ruined it all- But also saved myself, by never believing you, Dear Everything good, I deem too good to be trueEverything else is just a boreEverything I have to look forward toHas a pretty painful and very imposing before O' Sailor, why'd you do itWhat'd you do that forSaying there's nothing to itAnd then letting it go by the boards O' Sailor, why'd you do itWhat'd you do that forSaying there's nothing to itAnd then letting it go by the boards I have too been playing with fifty-two cards- Just cause I play so far from my vestWhatever I've got, I've got no reason to guardWhat could I do, but spend my best O' Sailor, why'd you do itWhat'd you do that forSaying there's nothing to itAnd then letting it go by the boards O' Sailor, why'd you do itWhat'd you do that forSaying there's nothing to itAnd then letting it go by the boards And after waiting, fighting patiently on my kneesAll the other stuff tired itself out first, not meAnd in its wake, appeared the touch and callOf a different breedOne who set to get me wise, and got me thereAnd then, got me And what a thing, to know what could be insteadOh, what a blessed curse; to seeIt took the agenda from its place in my bedMade a merry paramour of me O' Sailor, why'd you do itWhat'd you do that forSaying there's nothing to itAnd then letting it go by the boardsO' sailor, why'd you do itWhat'd you do that forGiving me eyes to view itAs it goes by the boards

The nickel dropped when I was onMy way beyond the rubiconWhat did I do? And the games that I could handleNone are ones worth the candleWhat can I do? I'm a frightened, fickle personFighting, cryin', kickin', cursin'What should I do? Oooh, after all the folderolAnd hauling over coals stopsWhat will I do? Can't take a good day without a bad oneDon't feel just to smile until I had oneWhere did I learn? I make a fuss about a little thingThe rhyme is losing to the riddlingWhere's the turn? I don't want a home, I'd ruin that Home is where my habits have a habitatWhy give it a turn? Oooh, after all the folderolAnd hauling over coals stopsWhat did I learn? I am likely to miss the main eventIf I stop to cry and complain againSo I will keep a deliberate paceLet the damn breeze dry my face Oh mister wait until you seeWhat I plan to be I've got a plan to demand and it just beganAnd if you're right, you'll agree Here's coming a better version of meHere's coming a better version of meHere it comes a better version of me

Those boom times went bustMy feet of clay, they dried to dustThe red isn't the red we painted, it'sJust, rustAnd the signature thing that used to bring a followingI have trouble now even remembering, so Why did I kiss him so hard late last Friday nightAnd keep on letting him change all my plansI might be so sick in the headI need to be bled dry to quitOr I just really used to love himI sure hope that's it I knew that to keep in touch Would do me deep in dutch'Cause it isn't the rush of remembering It's just mushAnd that signature thing is only growing harrowingI should have no trouble now To keep from following, so Why did I kiss him so hard late last Friday nightAnd keep on letting him change all my plansI might be so sick in the headI need to be bled dry to quitOr I just really used to love himI sure hope that's it Those boom times went bustMy feet of clay, they dried to dustThe red isn't the red we paintedIt's... just... rustAnd that signature thing that used to bring a followingI have trouble now even remembering So why did I kiss him so hard late last Friday nightAnd keep on letting him change all my plansI might be so sick in the headI need to be bled dry to quitOr I just really used to love himOr I just really used to love himOr I just really used to love himI sure hope that's it

I opened my eyesWhile you were kissing me once more than onceAnd you looked as sincere as a dogJust as sincere as a dog does,When it's the food on your lips with which it's in love I bet you could never tellThat I knew you didn't know me that wellIt is my fault you seeYou never learned that much from me Oh you silly stupid pastime of mineYou were always good for a rhymeAnd from the first, to the last time, the signsSaid 'Stop' - but we went on whole-heartedIt ended bad, but I love what we startedThey said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-heartedIt ended bad, but I love what we started I took off my glassesWhile you were yelling at me once more than onceSo as not to see you see me reactShould've put 'em, should've put 'em on againSo I could see you see me sincerely yelling back I bet your fortressed faceBelied your fort of laceIt is by the grace of meYou never learned what I could see Oh you silly stupid pastime of mineYou were always good for a rhymeAnd from the first to all the last times, all the signsSaid 'Stop' - but we went on whole-heartedIt ended bad, but I love what we startedThey said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-heartedIt ended bad, but I love what we started

I was staring out the windowThe whole time he was talking to meIt was a filthy pane of glassI couldn't get a clear view As he went on and onIt wasn't the outside world I could seeJust the filthy pane that I was looking through So I had to break the windowIt just had to beBetter that I break the windowThan him or her or me I was never focused on just one thingMy eyes got fixed when my mind got softIt may looked like I'm concentrated on a very clear view But I'm as good as asleepI bet you didn't knowIt takes a lot of it away if you do So I had to break the windowIt just had to beBetter that I break the windowThan him or her or me So I had to break the windowIt just had to beBetter that I break the windowThan him or her or me Because the fact in factWhatever's in front of me is covering my viewSo I can't see what I'm seeing in factI only see what I'm looking through I had to break the windowIt just had to be it was in my wayBetter that I break the windowThen forget what I had to say So again I've done the right thingI was never worried about thatThe answer's always been in clear viewBut even when the window's cleanI still can't see for the factThat when it's clean it's so clearI can't tell what I'm looking through So I had to break the windowIt just had to beBetter that I break the windowThan him or her or me I had to break the windowIt just had to be it was in my wayBetter that I break the windowThen forget what I had to say I had to break the windowIt was in my wayBetter that I break a windowThen forget what I had to say Or miss what I should seeOr breaking him or her or me

What you did to me made meSee myself something differentThough I try to talk sense to myselfBut I just won't listen Won't you go awayTurned yourself inYou're no good at confessionBefore the image that you burned me inTries to teach you a lesson What you did to me made me see myself somethin' awfulA voice once stentorian is now again meek and muffledIt took me such a long time to get back up the first time you did itI spent all I had to get it back, and now it seems I've been outbidded My peace and quiet was stolen from meWhen I was looking with calm affectionYou were searching out my imperfections What wasted unconditional loveOn somebodyWho doesn't believe in the stuff You came upon me like a hypnic jerkWhen I was just about to settleAnd when it counts you recoilWith the cryptic word and leave a love belittled Oh what a cold and common old way to goI was feeding on the need for you to know meDevastated at the rate you fell below me What wasted unconditional loveOn somebodyWho doesn't believe in the stuff Oh, well

Please please pleaseNo more melodiesThey lack impact, they're pettyThey've been made up alreadyPlease please pleaseNo more maladiesI'm so tired of cryingYou'd think I was a sirenBut me and everybody's on the sad same teamAnd you can hear our sad brain screaming Give us something familiarSomething similarTo what we know alreadyThat will keep us steadySteadySteady going nowhere Please please pleaseNo apologiesAt best they buy you timeUntil you next step out of linePlease please pleaseNo more remediesMy method is uncertainIt's a mess but it's workingAnd maybe if you tried it outYou won't like it when you're crying out Give us something familiarSomething similarTo what we know alreadyThat will keep us steadySteady, steadySteady going nowhere Please please pleaseNo more melodiesThey lack impact, they're pettyThey've been made up alreadyPlease please pleaseNo more maladiesI'm so tired of cryingYou'd think I was a sirenBut me and everybody's on the sad same team andYou can hear our sad brain screaming Give us something familiarSomething similarTo what we know alreadyThat will keep us steadySteady, steady, steady, steadySteady going nowhere Please please pleaseNo apologiesAt best they buy you timeUntil you next step out of linePlease please pleaseNo more remediesMy method is uncertainIt's a mess but it's workingAnd maybe if you want to try it outYou won't like it when you're crying out Give me something familiarSomethin' similarTo what we know alreadyThat will keep us steadySteady, steadySteady going nowhere

I don't understand about complimentary colorsAnd what they saySide by side they both get brightTogether they both get grayBut he's been pretty much yellowAnd I've been kind of blueBut all I can see is Red, red, red, red, red Now... what am I gonna do I don't understand about diamondsAnd why men buy themWhat's so impressive about a diamondExcept the miningBut it's dangerous workTrying to get to you tooAnd I think if I didn't have to killKill, kill, kill, kill, kill myself doing itMaybe I wouldn't think so much of you I've been watching all the timeAnd I still can't find the tackBut I wanna know is, is it okayIs it just fineOr is it my faultIs it my lack I don't understand aboutThe weather outsideOr the harmony in a tuneOr why somebody liedBut there's solace a bit in submittingTo the fitfully, cryptically trueWhat's happened, has happenedWhat's coming is already on its wayWith a role for me to playAnd I don't understandI never understandBut I'll trying to understandThere's nothing else I can do