I never had that much to say It wasn't worth your time of day But when these objects keep moving me My point of view and the things I see Like the fat guy on main street or the price of gasoline Every bone thats thrown my way Is like the tail between my legs With my nose in the dirt, my lack of self esteem And an assortment of day dreams I've lost a handful Of opportunities That were handed right to me Oh but you saw right through me I've lost a handful Of opportunities That were handed right to me Oh but you saw right through me