I've got a plan to be such a man
That you will see that I was worth having.
And by living well it'll put you through hell
Knowing that once you had totally had me.
And right from the start
It's falling apart.

Because now you're with him
Like we might have been-
A house and a garden in east Massachusetts.
The cod and the bean, bitter and mean
What else can you grow where the soil is useless?
And right from the start
You're falling apart.

And so here we are at the end of the bar
Talking of old friends and casually drinking.
Every move that I move you see right through
And it feels so good when you know what I'm thinking.
And right from the start
We're falling apart.
But right up to the end
I want yens to hold me,