There's nothing to remember That's the way it seems Another night spent drinking on the riverbank Living like the vultures They're picking something clean Fly around in circles and tear apart the centerpoint I'm sorry, Dad, for all the trouble I cause I'm leaving Tetonia for good The job ends in April I'm gonna disappear Or maybe work another season at the ski lift on the hill Maybe go back to Texas Take another whack at school Or spend another year in my head putting fires out Trying to play it cool I'm sorry, Dad, for all the trouble I cause Please tell Mom that I'll pick up when she calls me I'm leaving Tetonia for good