This old routine will drive you mad It's just a mumble never spoken out loud So you come on home, walk through the door. She's in the kitchen searching through the drawers. So you stop and watch her and ask what she's looking for. She says she's not

And then all of a sudden ah it seemed so strange to me Lookin' back all I can say about all the things he did for me Is I hope I'm at least half the dad that he didn't have to be When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new It always winds up

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough Every minute is wasted time She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye I'm looking out from my window seat Halfway back, aisle twenty three Man I wish that I could fly this thing I could hear

Everybody says they do, but you know they don't They say they're looking out for you, but you know they won't Can't you see I believe I'm living on faith On my knees, and I can see the promise I can make And life has taken me so far from shore And I, I'm

Hello, hello Let me tell you what it's like to be a zero, zero I'm looking for a way out Let me show you what it's like to always feel, feel Let me show you what it's like to never feel, feel Like I'm good enough for anything that's real, real Looking

Looking for meat Wants you to eat Never straight and narrow I won't keep in time Tend to burn the arrow Out of the line Been inclined to wander Off the beaten track

Change that will make everything okay Well the stars are out tonight And I got nowhere to go But my nowhere is somewhere You really don't wanna know And in the morning, I'll be at the stoplight Looking kinda strange Asking for forgiveness And begging for

I'm just lookin' for some real friends (real friends) All they ever do is let me down Wonder where they're all hidin' out (hidin' out) Gotta get up out of this town No, I think I'll stay in tonight Skip the conversations and the "Oh, I'm fines" No, I'm

Better run run run run run (Holly let me out) Holly's looking dry looking for an easy target Let her slit my throat give her ammo if she'll use it Caution on the road lies lies and hidden danger Southern California's breeding mommy's little monster All

Stand up and be counted Before we slip away out here Before we slip away, slip away We were kids Don't ever doubt it Even if we're surrounded Don't wanna slip away, slip away Slip away (slip) Lookin' out into nothin'