Do you really feel neglected?
Do you wonder why I won't return your calls?
If burning down the bridge is your objective
just let me have the word before I fall
There are times you have a head as large as Texas
and then it hangs down lower than Mexico
In the morning you sat motionlessly pensive
This evening finds you spinning like a spoke
Sleep on it, my friend
From now on my ears are on the mend
from listening to all you plan to happen differently
I know that you feel hurt
but don't you think it makes it worse
to call to mind at such a lonely time of day?
So settle down
Just settle down