I've got skin like birch bark

You can peel me off and lose me to the wind

I guess it's too late to protect myself from this

It feels like I've been driving north

It's getting colder by the mile

And at this rate I'll be buried

In snow in no time at all

But you've been building these walls for a long time

It's not that I didn't know

But you'd flash me another smile

As you'd lay another stone

And I still fall for that

I still fall for that one every time

This is all that's left

Just these sad sad songs

If you're going to go your way

I guess I'll carry myself along

Could you build me a guardrail

To keep me from falling off of the ledge

Or throw me a rope and pull me out of this

Could you sew me a flag to remind me

Where I stand without you it's easy to forget

And this is all that's left

Just these sad sad songs

If you're going to go your way

I guess I'll carry myself along

Well I've been taking long drives with the music too loud

I've been dragging my feet over this February ground

And I've been talking to strangers at the local bars

And I wish they were you

You know it just brings me down

Tell me a joke or two I could use one now

Because I've got skin like birch bark

You can peel me off and lose me to the wind

I guess it's too late to protect myself from this

And this is all that's left

Just these sad sad songs

If you're going to go your way

I guess I'll I guess I'll

I guess I'll carry myself along