The psychic told me that I was only there 'Cause I needed a friend And she held my hand And she told me that I was gonna change But she didn't know what way What a bust Everything is telling me that I'm regressing at Light speed Light speed I don't still play the guitar every day Ask me how I am and I won't really say I got a weeks worth of questions But you answer them all with a glance I could have seen it coming But I left it up to chance I had a magnetic personality once But I got too tired to keep it up Single tear, single tear, single tear, must be nice