Bright, My Little Bluesboy
You Smile Too Much
Let's See A Nice Frown
Don't Touch So Much

He Made It Look Fun
What's Done Is Done
I Am So Stupid
You Are So Young
And Still I'd Have To Say
That Now And Then I'd Cry To See Your Smile

Still I Have No Reason
I Have No Rhyme
I'm Out Of Your Time
You're Out Of Town
A Difference Not In Years
But In The Distance From A Place That I Look Through

You Cried For Me Twice
And I Have Hope, But Not Enough, No Not Enough
No Not So Little That
I'd Dare To Tie The Rope

She Lied For You Twice
She Doesn't Like Me
I Understand But
She Isn't Nice

And I Sat By The Window
You Wrote A Story
You Think I'm Evil
I Hope You're Wrong
And Still I Felt A Spark
When It's Implied That I Had Been A Good Thing
Once

I'm Still Dumb
But You're Still Young, But Not Enough, No Not Enough
No Not So Old That You Could
Realize What You've Done