Wasn't the question you asked me
it wasn't the answer i gave
that made me feel like i was on a train
was a distant voice
made me make a choice
that i had to get the fuck out of this town
i got a lot of things to do
a lot of places to go
i've got a lot of good things coming my way
and i'm afraid to say that you're not one of them.
Last time i was there
you were out on the couch
pressed into a little electric 2
it was the way that you smiled
made me know at once
that i had to get the fuck out of this town
'cause i've decide to make a stand
and i'm not gonna take your hand
i'm taking the next bus outta here,
i'm gonna head for box elder, m.o.