The Agony of Laffitte

All I ever asked of you
 Was a copy of Garage Days
 And to tell me the truth
 Ain't no one watching you
 Exit Ventura Highway
 It's like I knew two of you, man
 The one before and after we shook hands
 Taking the calls
 But in all forgetting what's been said
 And after dark in a cab in L.A.
 Forget about the meter, man
 These are salad days
 Comes on the radio
 Comes on and what's being said
 Is you're no better than
 (Sylvia)
 No better than
 (Sylvia)
 No better than
 (Sylvia)
 Where you are
 (Where you've been)
 No better than
 (Sylvia, Sylvia)
 No better than
 (Sylvia)
 Where you are
 No better than
 (Where you've been)
 Where you are
 And where you've been
 And where you've gone, oh no
 Here's a mark, he's a mark on the page
 Dishing out the wisdom of this reflexive age
 Dotting the eyes with an eye
 For defining what you were
 So when you do that line tonight
 Remember that it came at a steep price
 And keep telling yourself
 There's more to you than her
 'Cause you're no better than
 (Sylvia)
 No better than
 (Sylvia)
 No better than
 (Sylvia)
 Where you are
 (Where you've been)
 No better than
 (Sylvia, Sylvia)
 No better than
 Where you are
 (Where you've been)
 No better than
 Where you are, where you been
 And where you gone, oh no
 Where you gone, oh no
 No, no, no, no, no, no
 No, no, no, no