| Look at the cover and you know how the book ends
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| Turn twenty-three and mark me off as a has-been
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| I wrote some words down on a white paper napkin
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| And I woke up in outer space
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| I told my friends we’d meet again on that same couch
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| But they’re all married now or in jail or strung out
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| Blew all my money just to live in a dollhouse
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| Put on a happy face
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| And I thought I saw a UFO
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| But I guess it was just a cloud
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| And I thought maybe the seed would grow
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| But it’s wilted and turning brown
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| I swear I’d be home for Christmas this year
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| If I could just leave the house
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| I thought I saw a UFO
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| But then it came crashing down
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| I left her in Brooklyn with some cash in a shoebox
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| Landlord hung up a sign and put on a padlock
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| Traded my MetroCard for Advil and sunblock
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| And boarded a one-way flight
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| Got a hotel, threw out the stash and the champagne
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| I started drinking herbal tea for the neck pain
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| Wrote her a letter, but she’s got a new last name
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| And I’m here alone tonight
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| And I thought I saw a UFO
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| But I guess it was just a cloud
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| And I thought maybe the seed would grow
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| But it’s wilted and turning brown
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| I swear I’d be home for Christmas this year
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| If I could just leave the house
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| I thought I saw a UFO
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| But then it came crashing down
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| Thought about moving to the mountains this new year
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| Put on a cowboy hat and grow out a long beard
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| Guess I could drink again, but it’s been like ten years
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| And that’d make my old man cry
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| I know there’s gotta be an ending to this mess
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| I just don’t wanna wait to see how bad it gets
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| I was on fire, boy, now it’s the cold sweat
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| And I’m lying awake again tonight
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| Cause I thought I saw a UFO
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| But I guess it was just a plane
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| And I thought maybe the seed would grow
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| Yeah, but it’s circling round the drain
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| But I swear I’d be home for Christmas this year
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| If I could just fix my brain, oh
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| I thought I saw a UFO
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| But they all say I’m insane
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| Never wanted to feel like I was grown up
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| Saying I’d never-ever, was never gonna grow up
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| Living like I was forever young, I’d never grow up
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| Nobody told me that one day I was gonna wake up
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| Grown-up
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| And fucked up
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| (Swear I’ll be home for Christmas this year…) |