I tossed a pebble in my pocket
It was the brightest in the sand
But when the sun went down the shine was gone
It was just another man
A puppet paying the piper
For you doing me wrong
I've fooled around since you've been gone
But I'm no good at moving on
You picked me like a petal
My long shot risk to roam
Why would you Roanoke
When I'm no good at letting go
I've got a holler that'll mourn you
And a freight whistle that I'll blow
I've got nobody in my corner
When I'm breaking nobody knows
When we met you were trying to fake it
With a cat magnet riding hood doll
Why would you fool with pulling wool on me
When I'm no good at playing along
No good with a bowling ball
I'm no good dancing on the table in the rec hall
I'm no good at letting go
I'll say you're wasted
Or you're waylaid
I've got sticky fingers for challenging beaus
I'm playing the odds that I hit pay dirt
I'm no good at being alone
I'll beat a drum to a time to head home call
'Til my fingers turn black and blue
Why would I let it end like this if I'm not getting over you
There's a coat rack in the corner
With a hook where your hat should reside
You can place your drawers inside my doors
No good with a bowling ball
I'm no good dancing on the table in the rec hall
I'm no good at letting go
I've fooled around since you've been gone
But I'm no good at moving on