Truthfully So.

Tell me where to go,
and I’ll ask why you told me so.
Tell me what to do,
and I’ll be done with you.

I don’t like it when people tell
me to stand up and sell that broken bell,
simply because it’s gone a-broken.
Filthy hands to the clean cat start a-strokin’.

Meet a friend of mine,
if you have the time.
He has a real easy name,
but please excuse the fame.

Don’t think twice it’s all right.
We both can sleep through the night.
It ain’t me babe,
‘cause I’m a-headin’ to my grave.

I got my aviators,
the kind that’r worn by good singers.
I’m takin’ a trip on my magic ship, to the Sun.
I have my hat and whole-wheat hotdog bun.
And I seen a wave that could drown the whole world,
the worst fear that was ever hurled.
I saw a clown who cried in the alley,
and I’m a-goin’ back out to that dead, lonesome sea.

Baby take care,
I just wanted to share.
But I understand,
you never wanted a man.
You wanted a boy,
so he could be your toy.

I just wanted to be friends with you.
That’s all I wanted to do.
You called me a cow,
and I see now.

You just don’t like me.
I’ll try and put my heart in its now empty cave.
You could’ve told me.
But just kinda wasted my time.
I have time no more.
I’ve left the shore,
I’ve left you not a dime,
‘cause I’m all alone in my solemn grave.