Little pictures in my head are turnin' inside out again 'Cause fuckin' up takes practice I feel I'm well rehearsed Because the past is a bully and the futures even worse You tell me what you fear 'cause I can feel it like a curse Well, you used to be a folk singer, now you're just a joke singer Ain't no smokin' dope singer, swingin from a rope singer I ain't the only one, I ain't the only one I ain't the only one to say This file is copyright googoodolls@musicfanclubs.org, 1997. You are free (chordiearchive.chordie.com)