Box Elder

Wasn't the question you were asking Wasn't my answer I gave That made me feel like I was on a train Was a distant voice Made me make the choice That I had to get the fuck out of this town I got a lot of things to do A lot of places to go I got a lot of good things coming my way And I'm afraid to say that you're not one of them Last time I was there You were out on the couch Pressed into a little electric tube It was the way that you smiled That made me know at once That I had to get the fuck out of this town 'Cause I've decided to make a stand And I'm not taking your hand I'm taking the next bus out of here I'm gonna head to box elder