Looking onto men, no ice cream man
When I'm down inside
Looking onto men, no ice cream man
They fill up as I bottom out
When I'm down inside
While the TV trays, wasted summer days
Beaches filled with sand
Overworked and now I'm all used up
Overworked and now I'm all used up
But I don't have a route
You're so little help when mine's is slow
Final drag fills my lungs and makes me high
Summer's gone
You're so little help when your's is slow
I'm down inside
Overworked and now I'm all used up
This TV haze, sucks me through
I'm down inside
Slowly slipping away
This TV haze sucks me through
While the TV trays, wasted summer days
Beaches filled with sand
With some place to go, I'd steer myself
Overworked and now I'm all used up
When I'm down inside, I have to go
And I'm down inside, I'll have to go
I overslept and woke up to the chill of fall
I watch the world from me inside
Steering wheels, watch them driving driving
I watch the world from me inside
But you're so little help when days are slow
Slowly slipping away
But you're so little help when days are slow
