PACK IN THE BACK

lyrics & music by B. Tryon


Look over my ideas of inadequacy
Thought them up on a one-night wreck
Straight down to the bottom and I'm feeling shitty
These secrets must be kept
Riding up and down like a freak show
I'm feeling awfully dumb
Everything around me's in slow mo
And I was wrong

Don't look at me
I'm not proud about that

Now things are still outta order
But I can't help but crack a smile
I know there's a way and I'm sure to find it
But at what price?
Well, it wasn't worth a dime, dammit
And it wasn't all that fun
Now everybody knows about it
Ain't that my fuckin' luck!?!

Don't look at me
I'm not proud about that