The truckstop flower I shelled out for never brought a single smile No, that rose wilted in my wardrobe and never saw the light of day Well, Mary, maybe things got crazy Still, I try to sort them out Some things just can't wait Just can't wait Just can't wait The careful graphite you pored over never got a second read No looseleaf letter neatly folded ever did us any good Well maybe, Mary, things got scary Still, I try to sort them out Some things just can't wait Just can't wait Just can't wait I spoke too soon You told me I could take it back Mark it a slip And put those words back on My good and sorry tongue She said, "I'd be a fool To think that I'd deserve all that Swallow it down Each and every word (to) come off your sorry tongue" That old Volkswagen you pored over took us up and down the coast And on its last leg I took over and never moved a mile more Well, Mary, Mary, quite contrary I'm dying for the open road Some things just can't wait Just can't wait Just can't wait I spoke too soon You told me I could take it back Mark it a slip And put those words back on My good and sorry tongue She said, "I'd be a fool To think that I'd deserve all that Swallow it down Each and every word come off your sorry tongue" Each and every word come off your sorry tongue Each and every word come off your sorry tongue Some things just can't wait