text: Johnnys always running around, trying to find certainty
  He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely
  Mary counts walls, knows he tires easily
  Johnny thinks the world would be right, if it would buy, truth from him
  Mary says he changes his mind, more than a woman
  But she made her bed, even when the chance was slim
  Johnny says hes willing to learn, when he decides, hes a fool
  Johnny says hell live any where, when he earns time to
  Mary combs her hair, says she should be use to it
  Mary always edges her bets, she never knows, what to think
  She says that he still acts, like hes being discovered
  Scared that hell get caught, without a second thought
  Johnny feels hes wasting his breath, trying to talk, sense to her
  Mary says hes lacking a real, sense of proportion
  So she combs her hair, knows he tires easily
  Johnnys always running around, trying to find certainty
  He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely
  Mary counts walls, says she should be use to it