Iæ ¦ tired of waking up
Iæ ¦ sick of rolling off the bus
I want to sleep forever
In the lies Iæ ³e made
The checks have bounced
But the bills got paid so far
On the Jaguar
I call myself
The lines get crossed
On the short wave I get cut off
æ ause I canæ ° behave
Very well
You think you know me
But you donæ ° know my way around
Hell Is just below me
And thatæ ¯ why I keep falling down
Iæ ¦ praying to resist temptation
Staying within my constellation
Weighing every intonation
Betraying alienation
I quit sobriety
I joined up with insanity
I want to pull the lever on the hatch I built
Escaping truth and avoiding guilt
So far
In the family car I get away
The borderæ ¯ nearer than I thought
Iæ £l drive all day and I wonæ ° get caught
Anyway
The light is fading
And I havenæ ° had time to call
You must be waiting
For someone whose engines
Wonæ ° stall
Iæ ¦ feeling the strings of your rejection
Kneeling in the wrong direction
Sealing my heart to your neglection
Revealing no connection