I don’t where you are
But I’m waiting at your door every day
Your neighbor says you’ve gone away
You left, not ever to stay

So I live alone and I’m writing songs about love
And songs about hate
(I’m writing songs about hate)

Well, I am not the man I used to be
I am older and slightly deranged
I am different in all details
Just like the United States

So I live alone and I’m writing songs about love
And songs about hate
(I’m writing songs about hate)

Well, I don’t know if the trees will grow
Or if the grass will get any greener
‘Cause all I can see is that the fields are green
And we ain’t going nowhere
Nowhere
But here