hey sweetie won't you tell me about your day   cause i ran out of things to say   well for starters, i'm going nowhere   i'm working late so i can keep up on a dream   that will never come or so it seems   and for old time's sake i'm going nowhere      see what i care, i told you for the last time   see what i care, i told you for the last time   yeah         hey sweetness what say we talk about   the only words i do not doubt   those words i did it and it was so good   another week thats beat into the ground   let's pretend that i'm not around   and for old time's sake you're going nowhere      see what i care, i told you for the last time   see what i care, i told you for the last time   yeah      guess what sweetie karma is a bitch   make sure you tell them all about our perfect pitch   and how we always seemed to get across in paragraph form   the way we feel, its both good luck and cursed   but looking back i'm not sure which is worse   reminding you you messed up or growing old and dying alone