Thank you.
There might come a time when every word is said
And there's not even space to write between the lines
There's no plan B, baby, I'm afraid
I've got to ride the train wherever I'm at
I take home the pain
I'm too late for breaking through
But hell, I still have a sip of coffee
On that old service station blues
You can keep all of the money
You can take all of the fine
For I know you need it badly
You don't have to be ashamed
I'm just in it for the smiles
For the moments in between
And I know that I can't stop it
For I know it will be hell
For it's all that keeps me going
If you ever see me
Quit, I bet I'm dead
I bet I'm dead
I'm glad you got all salted
For your plans that cannot fight
While I wish you all the luck that you will need
I've been down into the dungeons
Where the sun would never shine
Wherever I go
From here it can't be worse
Summer, you might never stumble
Master, you will never fall
Find out, despair's a bird's shade
Not a curse
You might call me an idiot
But sure, that's what I've always been
I've taken business plans and schedules
Throw them right into the bin
For I have to keep on going
I don't care if I'm dead or alive





I don't think there's too much choice
For the smile upon a voice
For the rescue of a heart
For the good and for the bad
If you ever see me
Quit, I bet I'm dead
Quit, I bet I'm dead
I bet I'm dead
Quit, I bet I'm dead
Quit, I bet I'm dead