All I ever asked of you is a copy of garage days and to tell me the truth

Ain't no one watching you exit Ventura Highway

It's like I knew two of you man

The one before and after we shook hands

Taking the calls but in all forgetting what's been said

And after dark in a cab in L.A. forget about the meter man these are salad days

Comes on the radio comes on and what's being said

Is you're no better than Sylvia

No better than sylvia

No better than sylvia

No better than sylvia

Where you are and where you've been and where you've gone oh no

Here's a mark he's a mark on the page

Dishing out the wisdom of this reflexive age

Dotting the eyes with an eye for defining what you were

So when you do that line tonight

Remember that it came at a steep price

And keep telling yourself there's more to you than her

But you're no better than sylvia

No better than sylvia

No better than sylvia

No better than sylvia

Where you gone where you been and where you gone oh no