To be so unsure of life you forever sink
Wasn't that supposed to fade after awhile?
There's thousands and thousands of houses here
People with families who go on vacations
Stick together year after year
Wasn't that supposed to be me and you?
Having our own place
A couple of f#c&-ups hanging on in our own way
To be so unsure of life you never fit
Spend your life giving everyone the slip
Until you end up alone in the middle of the night
Staring at other people's homes
Drinking Saint Ides, looking at parked cars and homes
Looking at parked cars and lawns and other people's homes