Denizen It's the end of an era I said as he got onto the bus I'll be sure to send your shit when you get an address If you kick I'll come and visit maybe next summer If my car still runs If I'd known it would come to this I never would have bothered I've learned no life lessons but I've learned to hate myself Good luck in Seattle It's not a long way down, way down I know my way around But I've had some trouble meeting people Does she ever call you? No, she never calls me Coffee shops are where folks go to die Are we prison guards or cattle? It's not a long way down, way down