hey sweetie won't you tell me about your day
cause i ran out of things to say
well for starters, i'm going nowhere
i'm working late so i can keep up on a dream
that will never come or so it seems
and for old time's sake i'm going nowhere
see what i care, i told you for the last time
see what i care, i told you for the last time
yeah
hey sweetness what say we talk about
the only words i do not doubt
those words i did it and it was so good
another week thats beat into the ground
let's pretend that i'm not around
and for old time's sake you're going nowhere
see what i care, i told you for the last time
see what i care, i told you for the last time
yeah
guess what sweetie karma is a bitch
make sure you tell them all about our perfect pitch
and how we always seemed to get across in paragraph form
the way we feel, its both good luck and cursed
but looking back i'm not sure which is worse
reminding you you messed up or growing old and dying alone