From the recording Find Your Way
Speaks for itself.
Dave Nealon July 25, 2003
Topsail Beach, NC
I’m in my midlife crisis scratching a seven-year itch
Got my butt stuck in a rut but I’m crawling out of the ditch
I can’t stay on hold till I’m too old to finally see the light
It’s been all wrong; I’ve stayed too long
This is our last night
I’m leaving me; I let me down
I cheated me; I fooled around
I can’t stay in this relationship; I’m setting myself free
First thing tomorrow morning I’m leaving me
I’m holding me back; I’m keeping me down
I talked behind my back and now it’s all over town
I hurt me so that I gotta go and leave it all behind
Leave the face in the mirror of the bathroom here that stares back at mine
Don’t take it so hard! I saw it coming too.
I’ve grown apart. There’s nothing left to do.
Conversation’s strained trying halfway to care
When I talk to myself it’s like nobody’s there
So little in common and nothing to say
I’m heading my separate ways