Anecdote

You pin the medals to your chest
 And settle down for seven minutes rest
 You dim the lights, administer the cure
 You tried it several times, you're still not sure
 You take the first one for free
 And pass it on to me
 I don't refuse
 Baby, if you only knew
 But i don't think you do
 You take the lines from ordinary books
 You're disappointed in the way she looks
 You cut the circulation to your hand
 And calculate the motion of the land
 Then you, fall back asleep
 And wander down the street that losers use
 Don't say you feel the same way too
 Honey, i don't think you do
 You cut the worms and bait them on the hooks
 You cast a line towards the closest brooks
 You meet the girl who says she knows the plan
 You act impressed and say you understand
 'Cause you, like to believe, that all that love is free
 For someone like you, you'll never be lonely, or get the blues
 But darlin', it's not true