It's the ones you can't take back that'll get you in the end. Staring into outer space, chewin on some old disgrace. And it's the void that can't be filled that's gonna fill you to the gills. You used to hold your head up high, now you're headed for the hills, and it's a long way down, it's a long way down. So tell Pa I'm sorry but I just can't fill those shoes, I inherited the loneliness without any of the clues. And tell Ma I love her and she did all that she could, and it's no one's fault but my own fault that I turned out no good, no no no no no..... It's the ones you can't take back that will haunt you 'til the end as you're wanderin the streets out just a-lookin' for a friend. Because the only friends you know are those familiar back roads. As each day withers to its end there still so little you can show, for all the ones....