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