You grew up alone in a big empty house
With a pool and a maid, Mom and Dad always out
And I always thought that you had it so good
Just imagine my surprise when they blew off the roof

I couldn't be more careless
You're probably dead and I'm just embarrassed

From out of the fire and into a flame
When you got too skinny you moved to LA
Just a regular city dropped from a great height
With the millions inside just along for the ride

And I couldn't be more careless
You're probably dead and I'm just embarrassed

To be the one who always had it nice
With not a clue and too much advice

I'll let you live your life like you let me live mine
So whatever you need it's just fine, it's just fine
You've been here before, you'll probably be back again
'Till the hair of that dog is too frayed at both ends

And I couldn't be more careless
You're probably dead and I'm just embarrassed

Copyright: THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Writer(s): GLEN PHILLIPS