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I've worn out my welcome
In the local bars
I've walked the sidewalk lookin'
In the windows of familar cars
I know exactly what ya look like
But I only see the dust you leave
It's a bad sign when I feel like cryin'
At some sad song singer
With his heart upon his sleeve

Walked by some kids in a vacant lot
And I wish I could be like them
But here I am all grown up tryin'
To get my feet on the ground again
It seems everythin' is a trigger on a gun
Always shot at your memory
It's a bad sign when I feel like cryin'
At some sad song singer
With his heart upon his sleeve

I wish I could talk to somebody
Sit up all night with a friend
Help me put one foot in front of the other
And get me back on my track again

I wish I could talk to somebody
Sit up all night with a friend
Help me put one foot in front of the other
And get me back on my track again

I've worn out my welcome
In the local bars
I've walked the sidewalk lookin'
In the windows of familar cars
I know exactly what ya look like
But I only see the dust you leave
It's a bad sign when I feel like cryin'
At some sad song singer
With his heart upon
Such a bad sign when I feel like cryin'
At some sad song singer
With his heart upon his sleeve
Heart upon his sleeve
Heart upon his sleeve
Heart upon his sleeveAutomatic 
(J. Wiedlin) 

Quiet now 
Still of night 
Inside fire burning bright 

Right moment 
Laying down 
Oh, still no sound 

It's all automatic 
No thought 
Automatic 

Golden hair 
Skin glisten 
Beating heart but don't listen 

Angles sharp 
Crash together 
Time and consciousness sever 

Mind in automatic 
Time stop 
Automatic