TRAPPED UNDER SLUDGE - Across the county line, gearjamming all the time/I'm up and down and round these goddamn winding roads yeah/And all the things we've said, I must apologize/You don't acknowledge while I never even wondered why/How will I live tomorrow, when I don't feel okay/How will I live tomorrow, when I don't live today.../And on the telephone, such shit is getting old/You tell me one thing babe I know you're lying once again/I try to tell you why it's hard to prophesize/As if to think that you could do the things that you were doing then/How will I live tomorrow, when I don't feel okay/How will I live tomorrow, when I don't live today.../Day by day we must've known it would end this way/Seems to be that we drift apart almost every day/But you and me well we're better now as we walk away/The things unsaid now left for dead here on this day/And then you tell me right and then you tell me wrong/And then you wonder why I maybe never come back home/And then you wonder when I must've walked away/I left you everything just so I wouldn't have to see your face...