This life that pass before my eyes Nothing is going my way We're closer now than light years to go Pick up here and chase the ride The river empties to the tide Hey now, little speedy head The read on the speed meter says You have to go to task in the

'Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap Negates the pains I went through to avoid you And every little pat on the shoulder for attention Fails to mention I still hate you But there's a light on in Chicago And I know I should be home All the

I wish I was a neutron bomb for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence I wish I was the

I put the rage in a river, roll in a thunder But you kept me from going under When that current got too heavy I always thought I'd be a heap of metal And a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal Sold for parts like a junkyard rusted-out Chevy Fear I've

And everything you had got destroyed How it feels to love a girl, I swear I'd be a better man When you lose the one you wanted, 'cause he's takin' you for granted If I were a boy even just for a day I'd roll out of bed in the morning and throw on what I

I know you'll never let me down I'm just thankful for your love, yeah Baby, I'm so glad you're here Baby, I've got something to say, my dear I'm just so glad you're mine Baby, why did it take so long? Oh baby, see You only made my love grow stronger

I got the shotgun blues Shotgun blues I said I don't know what I did But I know I gotta move I got too much here to lose I can't wait here forever An now you're blowin' smoke I think you're one big joke

And where I'll find comfort God knows 'Cause you left me just when I needed you most You left me just when I needed you most Woke up this morning and I stared out the window I didn't stand in your way I miss you more than I missed you before And I

Sun sun sun sun We wait for the bus that's going to Bangor In my plaid dress and burgundy shoes In your red lipstick and lilac kercheif You're the most pretty lady in the world The bus driver smiles, a dime and a nickel We climb on our seats, the vinyl

Here come the rising tide (rising tide) (You can't escape) The streets of persuasion Are plated with gold Your heart's in the right place, But you travel down the wrong road Like so many before you The gates open wide Let's go out tonight