Why can't I scrape this off my chest?
I can't forget to discover what's best.
I've got too many fingered directions,
and they all quiver at the books instead.
So I walked into this, and this is what I get.
I've broken the pieces of this penciled map.
I'm holding onto anything that's shimmering,
'cause I need some change for your counseling.
Could you please Sir, give me a sign?
I need someone to break me of this.
I can't seem to walk a straight line.
No I'm not the man who tied these wrists.