Lyrics
Well, I could be a boy without hair in the country
Relaxed and wild, running down by the creek
Well, catching those crayfish and being kinda frightened
But mostly just in awe of them mighty crab claws
(Now I'm glad I do) and I've wasted
(The way that we're leaving, the way that we go) all my free time
(Our lives are better left to chance) and I'm worried
(Pains that I had to miss the dance) just as most kids are of my age
I could be home with a beer and a movie
Straighten my back and raping my lungs
While completely maintaining my absolute innocence
My absolute innocence at all times
(Now I'm glad I do) and I looked at jewelry
(The way that we're leaving, the way that we go) for your little finger
(Our lives are better left to chance) it's so skinny
(Pains that I had to miss the dance) I can hardly believe you
Well, I could be standing for what seems like hours
Shifting my weight from one foot to the other
While watching live music with the earplugs on
Our nice conversation is becoming quite loud
(And now I'm glad) and I'm weary
(The way that we're leaving, the way that we go) of your ugly pop culture
(Our lives are better left to chance) you're so pretty
(Pains that I had to miss the dance) standing beside the desk
I could be sitting by the telephone tomorrow
To receive a call from the overweight Garth brooks
Who would then try to offer me like a hundred thousand dollars
Just for me to go the fuck away
And he's waiting
For my kind of reply
I am serious
I couldn't leave you if I tried
