Tell Me - Better Luck Next Time

Sit back, I’ve wrote this one a thousand times before

But I guess, this circumstance I’ll write a million times or more

Got a couple things to say about a lot of what went wrong

How I always got the feeling that she knew it all along

Things started getting worse when she would come around

So I hitched a ride and drove myself to the other side of town

You’d think that once or twice was all that I would have to say

But the words, they went right thru her ‘cause she never went away

I sat and thought for a long time, never sit around for a long time

You never know where you’ll end up, now you’re outta' luck

I sat and thought for a long time, never sit around for a long time

Before you know it, you get stuck

Tell me, «Why you always trippin'?»

Tell me, «Why you always bitchin'?»

Tell me, «Why you always slippin'?»

Tell me, «Why you always trippin' now?»

Should I escape from all the consciousness I know?

Can I get back to where I always feared to go?

Now I am frustrated, and always feeling jaded

I can’t recall a time when she was not on my mind

Stop giving, start living;

put your focus on the life you’re given

Hold on, be strong;

just remember that your world is not gone