And don't you know the packing takes a minute?
And every train I seem to see is broken.
So don't you change the facts to suit the end, dear.
'Cause that's on my mind.
My appetite has given up on me,
and I must fight,
to eat just anything.
And don't you swerve,
I daresay use the word.
And we will see,
what this train strip means to me
Everyone is sober, and I am on my own now.
Everyone is sober, and I am on my own now.
Everyone is sober, and I am on my own now.
Everyone is sober, and I am on my own now.