| I’ve been on the road so long |
| The straight-and-narrow I’ve been on |
| Is crooked as this smile that I fake |
| And I need you like I need a drink |
| Or a cigarette and some time to think |
| About the choices that you and me make |
| And I feel lonely |
| And I’m so sorry |
| And I remember the morning of Christmas Day |
| I was still drunk and you were so afraid |
| To end up with someone like me |
| And then it all seemed to fall apart |
| In a foreign land, ridin' in your car |
| As you sang, «I still don’t know what love means» |
| And man, that hurt me |
| Just like I hurt you |
| And I have done some thinking and changing along the way |
| And I wish that you could just see who I am today |
| I know I’m a damn good man |
| I know you did the best you can |
| With the one I was then |
| I never wanted all of this |
| But oil and water, they never mix |
| Until you light a match and turn it to a flame |
| And there won’t be another time around |
| I had my chance and I shot it down |
| Just a bird and rifle to blame |
| Man, I hate that song |
| I play it all night long |
| And I have been thinking and changing along the way |
| And I wish that you could just see who I am today |
| I know I’m a damn good man |
| I know you did the best you can |
| With the one I was then |
| And I’ve learned from my mistakes |
| The next one won’t be afraid |
| Of the one I was then |