All the things you said
You thought I was dead
Everything made me feel aware
Ah, youre getting old
Youre doing things
Youre losing your hair
All the things that you used to believe in
Turned out to be true, youre guilty of reason
Youre the kind of person that
I could do without
And certain kinds of money would make you see
What its all about
Theres a first time for everything
And a first ones on me, dont you see
All of the things that your old lover said
Look at them, they jump out of windows
And now theyre just dead
Its the truth, dont you realize
Faded without any talent of fun
Running out on the streets, balling anyone
Its the truth, its the truth
Pick up the pieces that make up your life
Maybe some day youll have a wife and them alimony
Oh, cant you see