text: Im lost, Im afraid
  A frayed rope tying down a leaky boat
  To the roof of a car on the road in the dark
  And its snowing
  If Im more, then it means less
  Last call for happiness
  Im your dress near the back of your knees
  And your slip is showing
  Im a float in a summer parade
  Up the street in the town that you were born in
  With a girl at the top wearing tulle
  And a Miss Somewhere sash
  Waving like the queen
  Beautys just another word
  Im never certain how to spell
  Go tell the nurse to turn the TV back on
  And throw away my misery
  It never meant that much to me
  It never sent a Get Well card
  I broke like a bad joke
  Somebodys uncle told
  At a wedding reception in 1972
  Where a little boy under a table with cake in his hair
  Stared at the grown-up feet as they danced and swayed
  And his father laughed and talked on the long ride home
  And his mother laughed and talked on the long ride home
  And he thought about how everyone dies someday
  And when tomorrow gets here where will yesterday be
  And fell asleep in his brand-new winter coat
  Buy me a shiny new machine
  That runs on lies and gasoline
  And all those batteries we stole from smoke-alarms
  And disassembles my despair
  It never took me anywhere
  It never once bought me a drink