And I Must Be What I Must

How Can You Live In The Northeast?

Time, Time, Time, See What's Become Of Me, While I Looked Around, For My Possibilities; I Was So Hard To Please

Artie Travels All The Time. The Rehearsals Were Just Miserable. Artie And I Fought All The Time. He Didn't Want To Do The Show With My Band; He Just Wanted Me On Acoustic Guitar.

I Met My Old Lover On The Street Last Night. She Seemed So Glad To See Me, I Just Smiled. Then We Talked About Some Old Times And We Drank Ourselves Some Beers, Still Crazy After All These Years.

And She Said 'losing Love Is Like A Window In Your Heart, Everybody Sees You're Blown Apart, Everybody Feels The Wind Blow.'