you. Took a break to get that far, Like the sound from a hundred dollar guitar Bought from an old catalogue Yesterday's dust and heartache. 'Cause the pieces fall like candy when you're young, medicine When you're old, There's no reason or rhyme, Sidestepping around On an elevator climb. And you don't see me, I'm catching on to you. Another jail, another burnout inside, Skeleton low, left to die. Take whatever lies ahead, Good with the bad, and leave the rest. And you don't see me, I'm cat (guitartabs.cc)