I have done the math It's not bad Certain calculations follow Don't be sad So we add it all up And we print out the page Look at our lives in rows and columns It's so strange When did I ever let you down? Why do I always let you down, now? Who gets the house? Who takes the car? Who gets to keep the broken hearts In the specimen jar? But you're doin' all right You smell like a rose I just wanted you to suffer I suppose When did I ever let you down? Why do you always let me down, now? Kick a tire, slam a door We've been down this road before We've come too far we can't go back We have reached our cul-de-sac I am done with math And I don't feel bad But certain calculations follow Certain calculations follow

It's snowing here in Boston Don't know why that even matters Somehow something tells me that it does She's shaken up my memory Like dice upon a table They're bouncing while my head begins to buzz Oh, I don't recall Now I've forgotten Phoenix Forgotten Tempe, too But I know why the desert ran away with you Now I've forgotten Phoenix That's where it all began I blocked it from my memory and ran Oh, I don't recall I might as well just face it She's never coming back All I have are photos of her standing in the sand When I try to find her She always slips away Like holding cups of water in my hand Oh, I don't recall Now I've forgotten Phoenix Forgotten Chandler, too But I know why the desert ran away with you Now I've forgotten Phoenix That's all you need to know I packed up all my memories to go Oh, I don't recall Now I've forgotten Phoenix Forgotten Tempe, too But I know why the desert ran away with you Now I've forgotten Phoenix That's where it all began I blocked it from my memory and ran Oh, I don't recall

Me and my big guitar Are playing here Any time you want to listen Anything you want to hear It starts up here inside my head Now it's on your stereo Here I am, all in bits I'm your little radio Am I so crazy for thinking about it When I'm here playing alone? It's just crazy to think about it 'Cause I'm overgrown Overgrown Somewhere out there There's big hit records Bobbing like corks in the sea Pull one out, Champagne's a poppin' Now you can forget about me I'll go crazy if I think about it Agent on the telephone I'm an ass to think about it 'Cause I'm overgrown Overgrown

She goes from a "D" to a little "C" cup Holds her brains in the bottom of a tea cup What was she thinking of? What was she thinking of? If any press is good then this couldn't get better We love the news in a skin-tight sweater Everyone agrees: she needs a chaperone Tell you what she loves: she loves silicone! They feel better, they taste the same Such a fool, why would she minimize? Almost real, no need to fantasize They look so nice they could take an eye out Let me hear you scream, let me hear you shout They feel better, they taste the same Have you seen the video? Now they feel better, they taste the same Pam feels better, but do they taste the same?

I took the blue line from the airport Then the green line all the way I found this city full of light Like a fool I couldn't stay I'm going back Don't know what I'll find I'm coming back To Boston Don't know what I'll find Don't know what I'll find And from here it felt like shouting From the bottom of a well To try and fit where I don't belong I haven't been here in so long Take the Blue Line from the airport Then the Green Line all the way Meet these people full of light If you're lucky you can stay