Lyrics:

I'm entering a frame bombarded by indecisions
Where a man like me can easily let the day get out of control
Down this far in the quarter, I'm pushed hard upon the border
But I'd rather be caught around now
Instead of, oh say, 'round the month of June
But if I can leave with a little bit of explanation
Then, anywhere in the world I choose to go, I'll have it made
Is this the place that I want to be?
Is it you I wanna see?
Holding on, hold it high, show me everything
And you're leaving me
Yeah, you're leaving me
You're leaving me with a hated identity
But I keep on a-comin' here
I'm standing in this state
Oh, and I'm never really sure
If you'll take what I'm saying the right way
But I'm not appalled or afraid, verbal pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back, it isn't me
Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me
I'm more at home in my Galaxie
Oh, yeah
Can I do the things I wanna do
That I don't do because of you?
And I'll take a left and I'll second guess into a total mess
And you're leaving me
Yeah, you're leaving me
You're leaving me with a hated identity
But I keep on a-comin' here
I'm standing in this state
And I'm always reassured
The situation's getting carried away
But I'm not appalled or afraid, verbal pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back, it isn't me
Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me
Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me
No, it isn't me, no it isn't me, no it isn't me
Oh no, it isn't me, no, it isn't me in my Galaxie