Yesterday came and went and I wasn't present The weeks were laid out like pavement Work and drink and sleep, repeat Upon the beaten path I kept on my blinders... don't need any old reminders No face. No Name. No memories. If you love it, you leave it 'cause you hate that you need it It's the one thing you can't have you're too self absorbed to change always, "My way." Tomorrow could come and go and I'd sleep right through it I'm not searching for self improvement I'm sticking to the beaten path Here and there I come across an old acquaintance- some old flame, some old burn victim I remember I need to forget everything I ever said to you If I could take it back- I'd eat every word You want to feel like all those others feel, but you won't- and you never will All that you love you lose You do.