What Have I Done

F                      C
        A year now and nothing much 
has changed
F                              C
        Holed up in a motel in El 
Paso
Am                        C
        This was meant to be my 
great escape
           Dm
But, I got lost along the way
             G7
Amongst free HBO and take-out

F                         C
        Going to write my Moby Dick
F                                 
        More like scratching 
     C
lyrics on paper plates
Am                  C
        I spent the best years of my
 life
               Dm
Waiting on the best years of my life
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G7
So what's there to write about?

What have I done?
What have I done?
So is this my destiny?
From starlight into eternity
The gods must be laughing down at me

Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha

A traveling salesmen at twenty years
 old
Stranded in Ann Arbor with a flat 
tire
And I watch the sun sadly set
Any younger, I may have wept
Much older, I wouldn't notice

But I was out there in the world
Yeah, then the world, it passed me 
by
I was telling everyone back home
That I was taking it by storm
Instead, I watched it from the 
roadside

What have I done?
What have I done?
So are these the best tales I can 
spin?
A boy waiting to begin
A man with no memoirs

What have I done?
What have I done?
You're young and you're going to be 
someone
Then you're old and you're ashamed 
of what you've become
Well, take a look around you, You're
 preaching to the choir