I wanted to remember my Mica?

You helped me again to think of the

Unthinkable things

Made my arms hurt so bad I would

Happily forget

You're surprised at what you go through

As if no one ever told you

On your own feet

Your own feet stand

Not to wallow in heartache



I've done more than I would like to

But it's not all that I can do

You gotta get out of bed, into it



When even your bad luck runs out

Not to wallow in

Self-pitying pathetic dreams

You know what I mean



She worked hard to be his novice

And then broke into his office

With her clothes off

Her clothes off still

Not to wallow in heartache



Amor, settle for a small dart

If you can't find it in your heart

But there's a big noise from her chest



Let me do the talking

Now that I'm here

You'll steal all the attention anyway



Cause something about you

Compels me to feel

That a glued together vase

Is still a vase



Not to wallow in heartache