Tommorrow's coming around a
Hairpined curve in the road
She's got a run in her stocking
And she's missing the heel of her shoe
Got up this morning rolled out of bed
I spilled a diet coke
Called my mother said,"Hi."
What I meant to say was," Why's your life a joke?"
Then I went down to that ugly bar
And I clicked my heels three times just like you said
And I climbed that road to your empty house
The anticipation was a turn on-
But you let me down
'Cause I stood on that empty stoop alone
I said,"I'm ready for my close up now Mr. Demille."
I waited for the light but it never shown
Well I wonder what you'll do
With that expensive piece of land
That overlooks a billion years of history
I have a sneaking suspicion you will never understand
Hey maybe I'll see you down by the Rocky and Bullwinkle
And we can talk to that Charlatan psychic
And she can paint a prettier picture
Of your future
It's that day
In my life
That day
In my life
I dreamt tomorrow had a prettier face
I dreamt tomorrow would have better things to say
Than, "You look like shit. What's your problem bitch?
Your legs feel like sandpaper you can't do anything right"
Cuz that day never should have taken place
This day in my life
Still cannot explain
Why I listened in the first place
To you
Oh yeah something else
I hope one day you call up your father
And you have the guts to tell him how he hurt you
And how he made you hurt another
'Cause it makes me sad