It coulda been good    it coulda been something special    it may have had real potential    it never could show    It coulda been great    it could been something alright    but we never did keep it that tight    so whaddya know?    I get up at 5am I so don't need those dreams that I used to have       It coulda been swell    it coulda been off the hook now    if we ever had what it took now    I haven't a clue    I think it's as well    we may have been on the right track    finding all the pieces we lack    but what can you do?    Now I see that these are cards we drew some time ago, so if you don't know:       I can do it anywhere with anyone at anytime don't you forget    this is my life and it's going to be good, don't you know    not a promise or a threat or an ultimatum, though I can do that too    I'm just telling you, I've got this life I've got to live    I'm just following through       I dishonor the past    being so loose with my time    I could stand accused of high crimes    in the court of the dead    and I could be next    on a page about to turn soon    so I'm movin' my ass at high noon    you heard what I said    I could say I hope I'm not misread, but that's all right    I'm quite OK with losing that fight