I'm sitting in the same damn spot,
This time, on my mind is a whole lot.
The same place it was last time,
Throwing out my nickles and dimes.
Though this time more conscious,
Than when all I could think was this.
Now my mind has gone to blank,
I thought this was time to think.
Everything that is going on,
Stranger than a C.S.I. marathon.
The man who sits all alone,
Barking like a dog who wants a bone.
The couple tucked in the corner,
Acting like they're 40 years older.
The hippies chilling in the middle,
Probably trying to by with little.
The girl behind the counter,
Same thing last time I saw her.
The man standing in the line,
Got out of jail for the second time.
The pretty girl at 12 o'clock,
Looks like she wants to talk.
The kids sitting on the stools,
Laughing at everyone like fools.
I'm sitting in the same damn spot,
And nothings changed a whole lot.
