Paroles de Stretched Out

Let's not count the last column of beads You promised me i'd pass Then you present me with These letters all in code You never taught me how to read Chorus And it's true i have no use But instead i have a clue And it's stretching out my skin So i leave it to you again Well all your spinning numbers Only cross my eyes And if this record's stuck I guess that i don't take the prize this time Chorus