Game Theory - Bad Year at U.C.L.A. lyrics

She packed her sweaters and took a ride And wrote "you lose" between all the lines of the L.A. Times And should you follow her car upstate? It's a long drive up and a long way down off the Golden Gate It fits as good as your clothes You're wondering if pain so beautiful should earn a happy ending or so You wish she'd let you know What will you do now for fun in bad weather? Will you be lonely forever and ever? It's a bad year, the hard liners say For tragic heroes at U.C.L.A You look so cool with your young man's charm but you're so distracted The world leans on its boyfriend's arm You spend too much time chasing clouds away And you wind up working in someone else's rainy day It's so tough. You need a little push: You need a little stroke A punch line that's more than just a bad joke A toy you never broke What will you do now for fun in bad weather? Will you be lonely forever and ever? It's a bad year, the hard liners say For tragic heroes at U.C.L.A