Why did I listen to that music?. It’s made me feel so sad. and brought it home to me once more. I want what I cannot have. When you can’t get what you want. you still have all the rest. but isn’t it sad to settle for second-best?. I’ve been waiting at home. for someone to phone. I didn’t get where I am today. without living that old cliche. I’ve been lying in bed. the sheets over my head. I didn’t get where I am today. without giving up in dismay. Told everyone I’m over it. I’ve quit this cul-de-sac. But just when I thought. I’d lost it for good. that feeling comes right back. When you can’t get what you want. you wear your bravest face. but deep inside you’re sinking without a trace. I’ve been called repressed. a poet a pest. I didn’t get where I am today. without getting in someone’s way. I live my life on a stage. put it down on the page. I didn’t get where I am today. without writing a resume. I didn’t get where I am today. I didn’t get where I am today. I didn’t get where I am today. I’ve explored situations. the themes and variations. I didn’t get where I am today. without losing it on the way. On the Street of Shame. looking for someone to blame. I didn’t get where I am today. without leaving in disarray. I didn’t get where I am today