You Blew It

Epaulette
(1, 2, 3, 4) I’m no crest The epaulette on your shoulder, at best But I can’t begin to make you understand I can’t come home if you’re not there, wondering where I am When I’m not home Out, fucking around on the road, I know I’m crazy for feeling so blue ‘Cause I know you wouldn’t want me to I know you wouldn’t want me to From Letras Mania