Styrofoam Cup - Junkyard

Cold coffee in a styrofoam cup

The road ahead don’t look like much

Nothin' much is what I’m leavin' behind

Wherever I’m goin', I’m goin' in blind

Burned my bridges on the way out of town

Better walk before they run me down

Sorry 'bout the things I put you through

I’m grateful for a good pair of shoes

Cause I got no plans for tomorrow

I’m trying to get through today

I’m going nowhere fast

I guess I’m on my way

Passed through some towns on the central coast

Where no one sees me, cause I’m a ghost

Cobble stone and mission bells

It’s all so beautiful I feel like hell

And I’m somewhere and it’s all the same

I find a job where no one knows my name

You have to ask, just call me «Joe»

But nobody really wants to know

No they don’t wanna know

I got no plans for tomorrow

I’m trying to get through today

I’m going nowhere fast

I guess I’m on my way

I got no plans for tomorrow

I’m trying to get through today

I’m going nowhere fast

I guess I’m on my way

I’m on my way

Cold coffee in a styrofoam cup

The road ahead don’t look like much

Nothin' much is what I’m leavin' behind

Wherever I’m goin', I’m goin' in blind