It's too bad I'm tall
It's too bad I ain't short,
cause all those lives I've seen
would mean something more
Well I took her gift and I threw it away
And I wish so much for it back
on this summer's day
The rope it is taut
and her hand it is cold
It's something you bought
a long time ago
Now it collects dust
on your daddy's basement steps
I feel like I must
do something to fix my head
For a while
I was not very brave
Would pick out the parts
of the plot that I hate
But now I do see
that what I missed is what I lost
And to get it all back
would be a gift from God
So now I must tell what I've told for some years
cause I like the sound of my voice in my ears
And we are all as selfish, we're just the same
It's because we have bones and it's because we have brains
But no more of that, no more tears down the drain
I just want someone who will know that I'm sane
I need to find myself a country road
I've never been on and find which way to go
So two more years
and we're back to this shit
Sitting in cars
til God knows when
It'll always be the same
You'll always be my friend
And that's all I need
to say I'm happy again
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