I couldn't catch a ride, I tried. So I was walkin'. Started rainin' when you called to tell me. You were flakin' out again. . I only had a buck. Not enough to get a latte.
I spent five years in faded cut off blue jeans. Had dreams of living like a gypsy. Made a few friends. Fell head over for a delinquent, yeah. . I guess a lot of things go down and up in smoke.