My train
Passed through your whole life
Two kids
Three records and an angry ex-wife
Whose fault
Is it this time
That certain sadness
That you just can't quite define
Does it weigh on your mind
I used to hang on your every word
Small leaps of faith, into the absurd
I guess you own only part of the blame
If I were you, I'd be the same
I used to hang on your every word
Small leaps of faith, into the absurd
I guess you own only part of the blame
If I were you, I'd be the same