i can't play anything worth a damn i'm glad i'm just a square i can practice for a while but i can never remember what i practice

i am truly a doomed man left for dead on a planet made for me

my guitar is a thousand miles away and it hurts my hand my pianos are all childish and stupid i only know my triads

i am truly a doomed man left unlightened and with a thousand questions i am unchangeable man left behind 'cause i think i don't know how to walk

(but i do)