I hate waking up. It means that I have to die again tonight. Thirty-five years old and I'm still sleeping outside. . Yeah, I think I know your face. I don't want to know your name.
You do that Romeo. Be what you wanna be. Look like you runnin' in place. Do that stupid dance for me. Do that Romeo, that go-go Romeo. I see you twist and turn.
I see you have made yourself a brand new life. Such a cool blue star with a bright new shine. I see you wear your checkered past just like a shining suit of gold.
Five miles outside of Vegas when we broke down. Threw my keys inside the window and we never looked back. Got all drunk and sloppy on a Greyhound bus.