Me and Lou B.

What a sad day for romance
I lost another girl
I lost another chance
Self-pitied petty excuses burden me
Like America's the land of the lonely

Freedom is rock and roll
The closest thing to spiritual
I strum on my hollow wooden crutch
But even music can only heal so much

Now I'm fifty miles away from her
My eyes are full of relief
My eyes are full of failure
Cause you can search look and lose
For what feels like forever
While true love is in and out
Just likе the Lone Ranger

Freedom is misеry
The closest thing to destiny
I regret so much it hurts me to sing
My love is bigger than a breadbox
And smaller than a wedding ring