The Meadowlands

Ten tons against me and you've gone I put your favorite records on And sit around It spins around And you're around again Struck dumb while drugs run at how high reeds Cue every memory at half-speeds Just like . . . Charles, hold-me-downs I'm coming

oh no, not this time too i'm the only one you got to use and if I tell you all this could be nothing more than a way to leave you would you want me? and now you're sorry for the things you did to me i want you to know i feel i was the one who got use