Ween
Sorry Charlie
Things didn't work out the way you had planned it
Things fell apart at the seams
What's yours was what you took with you
What you have are tattered dreams

And now you're cold and sleepy
Christ, how did it come to this?
Hold on to those you thought were your loved ones
They'll be the ones you miss

And now you're standing at the station
Tryin' to take what I ain't got to give
Oh and I'm so sorry Charlie
I've got my own life to live

Just call your friends at college
Wonder why you didn't stay
And my boss is coming down soon, Chuck
He's drunk, so you can't stay
No, you can't stay

You did nothing to deserve this
God didn't treat you square
Oh it all slipped through your fingers
And it all seems so unfair