Is this as good as it gets?nI feel like I just ain't seen nothing yetnRegret is just another word for time ill spentnAnd guilt, the only consequencenA continent of scenery is seperating you from mennAnd I don't suppose you'd leave it all behindnAnd I don't suppose you'd leave it nI'll bennHalf awake, I'm half undonenI've half a mind get up and runnTo the other side of AmericanHalf a buck, stick out my thumbnA stroke of luck will have me comenTo the other side of AmericannWhen is enough, when is too much?nHow can I feel you?nYou're too far away to touchnInebriation's just a crutch, I can't stand upnMy belly aches and I lost my lunchnPlease put down that cigarettenThese situations solve themselvesnnAnd I don't suppose you'd leave it all behindnAnd I don't suppose you'd leave it nI'll bennHalf awake, I'm half undonenI've half a mind get up and runnTo the other side of AmericanHalf a buck, stick out my thumbnA stroke of luck will have me comenTo the other side of AmericannHalf awake, I'm half undonenI've half a mind get up and runnTo the other side of AmericanHalf a buck, stick out my thumbnA stroke of luck will have me comenTo the other side of AmericannHalf awake, I barely see, that destiny's in front of menOn the other side of AmericanThe other side