Keeping count of cigarettes
The are we nearly there yets
Get out the car if you can't hack it
Embroidered on the back of your jacket
Flowers and a map of Vietnam
A power phrase, Saint Peter and

You're suppose to look me in the eye before you leave
Give me something to hold onto
Don't cross your wires or pretend to cry
So I can honestly believe you
Oh, I'm about to be the greatest man you've ever seen
You can spend your life telling all your other lovers
That I'm somewhere that you've been

Oh come on, say it

By the time that you come back
I'll have memorized my starter pack
The milky way, the stars of bleach
A night into an endless beach
That point you in the wrong direction
I'm just scared of more rejection
How does one just disappear
Looking ahead and out of fear
I'll find someone that's worth the risk
A real desert island disk
Or SOS that no one saw
A tape cassette for dinosaurs