People expect you to fall
Hit that same old wall
Really they don't want to help at all
They talk behind your back today
Shake their heads and say
"Well, I always knew that the girl
would come to no good anyway"
Better pack up and go
Detroit or Buffalo
Anybody want to know where,
you don't know
God knows, everybody gotta go sometime
And I'm taking this train to end of the line
Missing every mile that friend of mine
And I haven't been too well myself
A lot of time on the shelf
Saying that I don't need help
when I do
But I'm going to be just fine
A lot of friends, a little wine
Still I wish I could see you again sometime
It's hard to open up the door
Like you've done so many times before
Sometimes you think you just can't
do it anymore
Take a chance and take a train
Out into the pouring rain
All you've got's your suitcase
full of pain