I'm on a straight line when a man comes around 
And he got lines in the suit 
Coming out to make us moot 
I'm moving on now if 
I like it or not 
He says I've got nowhere to go 
Tell me something 
I don't know 
He's painting it out like 
I don't want to know 
The picture has come down 
I'm taking it off and throwing it out 
The picture is about what could have been easier 
The picture is coming around now 
How come I feel so washed up 
At such a such a tender age now 
How come I feel so washed up 
The picture is coming around now 
It could have been easier 
At such a such a tender age 
I'm listening to the comforting sound 
Of some kind of work being done outside 
Of sounds from next door the walls don't hide 
I'm listening to mountain to sound 
And the way it's panned is cool 
But when I get back home to you 
There's got to be something more than that too 
The human resource clerk 
Has two cigarettes and back to work 
She eats right but hurts 
And she says it could have been good by now 
It could have been more than a wage yeah 
How come she feels so washed up 
At such a such a tender age now 
It could have been easier 
It could have been more than a wage 
How come she feels so washed up at such a tender age 
I'm on a straight line and a man comes around 
And I got nowhere to go 
Come back and tell something 
I don't know