I wanted to be gone by the time that you got home but I guess I messed that up too And now that you are here I've got something for your ear And it's not a pretty golden hoop. I've been walking around like a clay mask clown that has Always been suspected by you. If you need a timeline I'll be working on mine but you'll Never believe it's true. I know you hate me But you know you love me too. Now that you know how this is gonna go you'll find a journeyman To take up your slack. I know you so well that I don't have to tell you that you journeyman Doesn't have jack. I think the needle on your meter isn't reading very true But only you can determine If there's gonna be enough or if it's too much or how you're Even gonna confirm it. I know you hate me But you know you love me too. What are we gonna do? I wanted to be gone by the time you got home so I grabbed My gear and left you a note. Only trouble being that nothing comes for free and you'll be Paying for the story I wrote. As for me I'll be toasting my health with some ghosts From another lifetime. You and me would need another galaxy to find a place that Doesn't remind us that you just hate me. You're right to hate me. I know you hate me But you know you love me too. What are we gonna do?