I may never get what I want,
but I'm happy to just die trying.
And I hope I ain't done nobody wrong,
but I miss you smiling.
And I'm looking for a cure 'cause I'm bored to tears…
And I'm stuck in here,
stuck out here,
stuck in here.
We lived through another day,
it's a good excuse to celebrate.
Take a number, knock on wood.
We'll find a reason to feel good.
I know. you know,
I wanna know,
how I feel,
I can't even tell.
No one knows nothing about me,
I'm guessing I'll just keep 'em guessing.
No one sees what I see,
this is my blessing.
And I'm looking for a way to get outta here…
Get me outta here,
outta here, outta here.
We lived through another day,
it's a good excuse to celebrate.
Take a number, knock on wood.
We'll find a reason to feel good.
I know, you know,
You want to know,
how I feel,
I can't even tell.
I'm outta here, outta here,
outta here.
I know, you know,
I want to know,
how I feel,
I can't tell.
I know, you know,
I'll tell ya,
if it's real.
It's not our last affair.
I can't even tell.
"
— Can't Even Tell by Soul Asylum
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