I know you call me still remember

But how about my handle

How about my manners

Sorry about my language, I swear

I wonder how my day went

I wonder where my day went

I wonder where my pay went

I wonder if i'm loosing my cool

Think about it often

And you got your Datsun picked out

And mine is still in the shop

What'll you do

With that information

It's time to get home

And there's something you have to know

That's just so rational

And one of us just has to go

That's just how

Play it out

And baby we'll be back for more

If that's for sure

I have to sing

And all these things they have to go

That's just how it works for me

And all these things they have to go

And you mistake me for

Some passive aggressive asshole repressive in skates

And you won't take

Any advise from me so why'd I even bother loosening my lace tans

And you patiently wait

For me to break in (I break in)

And pacing back and forth

My mind is racing

We put a tape on

And take it slow

And there's something you have to know

That's just so rational

And one of us just has to go

That's just how

Play it out

And baby we'll be back for more

(I feel impulsive) that's for sure

(I feel important) have to sing

(I'm so full of it) and all of these things they have to go

(just keep it open) thats just how it works for me

(i'm just so full of it) and all of these things they have to go