Met her in a parking lot for vessels glory bound
Maybe we were going somewhere,
Maybe Owen Sound.
Maybe if she got my message, maybe I'd get hers
Maybe we'd get there together
Maybe we'd disperse
And live our only lives alone.
Living our only lives alone.
I'd be here and she'd be there.
I'd go there and she'd come here
We're never going to manage face to face
Let alone being in the same time at the same place
It was hard when it was hard
I could never understand
Why she'd always get so angry
When I was playing it with the band
I'd have to be so quiet
I couldn't play a note
If I made a little squeak
She'd shove it down my throat
Shove it down my throat
And that's why we live our lives alone
Living our only lives alone.
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