By the time they find me
I'll be already lost to them
In someone else's cab
Vying for some oxygen
The driver knows my name
Knows what I have done
A masochistic martyr
A victim of fun
(To your good
To your good graces)
Everybody knows my name
I can see it in their faces
But I don't remember names
I just remember places
I'd love to stay and chat
But I really should get back
But I cannot find the map
To your good graces
If you're trying to find me
I'll be sprawled out on the launching pad
I can't make you happy
I can't even make you sad
(To your good
To your good graces)
I'm searching all the stars
For a mess as big as ours
I'll send you all my best
And then I'll send you flowers
The planets know my shame
The ballast forms a pattern
But I don't recall their names
I just remember Saturn
I'd love to stay and chat
But I really should get back
But I cannot find the map
To your good graces
The map to your good graces
(To your good
To your good graces)