I'm so tired of hearing tales of coming newsnTelling tales of a changing skynIt's just a shame I didn't notice younTill someone I loved had to dienWhat made us think that this was so differentnWho is driving behind those things you saynWhy do you insult me and my friendsnWho are my friends anywaynI've spent my life lying now I pay the pricenAre these really words of a young man or a worthless human lifenI don't mean to scare you with the things I saynI take it back, yes it's a beautiful daynI watched you from the beach when your ship sailednYou made it clear that nothing stays the samenIt's getting darker I wonder if you can tellnI wonder when all that changednnYou never used to let me go unfednI was so distracted I never saw the rainnYou promised you meant every word you saidnI wonder when all that changednIt hurts so bad to hear such pretty words coming from somebody like younI've been looking for so long that I've lost touchnWith what's the best something to donI've got a friend who makes good choicesnEverybody likes the way that he sees thingsnI've got a problem and it walks me dailynCan't you see no one is proud of menIt's a long road alone and I'm not provingnAnything going by myselfnWhen your love life is on and really movingnOh sugar girl I really appreciate the helpnnI had my time with money gold and diamondsnBoth went sour before they got to menI'll be waiting girl but don't be counting hoursnI'm not waiting for any of the threenI was just a peasant from the highlandsnShe said don't you call me your mountain girlnI said don't bother me I'm trying to write and don't worry you ain't my mountain girlnI can call you but I'd probably make you crynThese days it's what you often times donCall the preacher then go call your fathernTell them that the wedding plans have movednI send a message saying I'll be gone forevernThe letter of reply never camenShe said that she'd be true but I wouldn't let hernI wonder when all that changednnHell has no fury like a womannHappy scorned or otherwisenYou can do what you want to with your namenBut you can bet I'm changing minenWell I'd give a $100 to get a letternIf at the bottom it said I miss you badnSee but the truth of the matter is that back home no one really misses menSee how I talk when I'm sadnSince I was young I've known a lot of women...n(fades)