now i don't mind if i hurt you and leave the guilt behind so here i go burning bridges did i play my hand too soon? sop for the first time in my life feel like a country boy caught in headlights found my rosebud arrived in new york city felt like a scapegoat before a commitee found my rosebud all this talk off regret lets go slumming, lets go slumming
and start all over again the greatest ghost writer couldn't help you write a draft of your life great minds have spent lifetimes looking for answers look at these sandpaper hands..i'm just paid from the neck down your velvet revoluction..chase where it leads you, my friend it's not like i said that i love you