The Gig

[Verse 1] When we got to the gig, well, the venue was closed forever So we drove through the night and we stayed outside of Denver But I couldn’t sleep at the thought of our impending failure Oh, such a sad, sick game we play Trading stories and keeping score And I don’t know what I’m doing anymore [Verse 2] When we got to the lobby they said breakfast was closed at 11 We said it’s only 10:30 and we only got in at 7 She said there’s a Denny’s across the road if you wanna chance the 111 So now I’m crossing this old highway For some coffee and scramblеd eggs And I don’t know what I’m doing anymore [Chorus] Yes I told mysеlf I was smart And I would follow my stupid heart With no proof that I was qualified at all And people told me I was ready-made But what did they know anyway? They were sweet, but their lives were simple and small And I took it to mean my ticket to my dreams was called [Verse 3] When we got to the car well the car wouldn’t start for nothing So we pushed it into second and we somehow got it running And we got to the gig by the skin of our teeth, it was something Oh such sad sick songs we play Trading stories and keeping score And I don’t know what I’m doing anymore [Chorus] Yes I told myself I was smart And I would follow my stupid heart With no proof that I was qualified at all And people told me I was ready-made But what did they know anyway? They were sweet, but their lives were simple and small And I took it to mean my ticket to my dreams was called