Odds - Satisfied lyrics

Add it to the list of square-jawed decisions I refuse to make for the same reason San Fransiscans don't leave on account of an earthquake There are textbook moves and trails to blaze No shortage of advice So I'm blindly staying put Like a deer caught in the headlights After all these songs (I'm satisfied) I could be horribly wrong (I'm satisfied) 'Til disaster comes along (I'm satisfied) Taken in the back to get my ear chewing Better that than learn They'll be wiping simple smiles off my face Until it's someone else's turn I like the smell and endure the taste Of everything that's cheaper And when he asks me, "Did you have a good time?" I'll say, "Get the lights Mr. Grim Reaper" After all those songs (I'm satisfied) I could be horribly wrong (I'm satisfied) 'Til disaster comes along (I'm satisfied) Turn on the reading light As the room brings in the night Completely wasted time is the time that I like After all those songs (I'm satisfied) I could be horribly wrong (I'm satisfied) 'Til disaster comes along (I'm satisfied)