So I put up my hands
Never did understand
Don't turn the dial
You said that you needed space
I laughed right in your face
Now I'm on trial

Well I've been here before
Threw me out the door
Without my clothes on
You took the dog secretly
Your heart, my T.V.
Moved down to Boston

Hey now
I'm down and out for the count
No parking spaces
But I guess
I'm crazy
To think you could feel like me
I rest in pieces

So I'm late once again
Lost jobs, one more friend
My feet seem heavy
Down the stairs
Up this end
The boxes cave in
Thanks for the memories

I don't care what else anymore