The Beaten Path

You do, you do, you do...

Yesterday came and went and I wasn't present
The weeks were laid out like pavement
Work and drink and sleep, repeat
About the beaten path
I kept on my blinders
I don't need any old reminders
No face, no name, no memories

If you love it, you leave it
'Cause you hate that you need it
It's one thing you can't have
You're too self-absorbed to change
Always, "my way, my way, my way..."

Tomorrow could come and go and I'd sleep right through it
I'm not searching for self-improvement
I'm sticking to the beaten path
Here and there I come across and old acquaintance
Some old flame, some old burn victim
I remember I meant to forget
Everything I ever said to you
If I could take it back, I'd eat every word
You wanna feel like all those others feel
But you won't and you never will
All that you love you lose

You do, you do, you do...