Nowhere Fast

Well I've been traveling so long that I can't go back Cause I'm too far in I've got my ticket and my bags are packed And I miss my child Lord, I miss my friends But even they quit calling me on the phone Asking me how I've been Maybe I'm to blame for the shape that I'm in Maybe I'm insane But I'm leaving you again Living in the present Trying to forget the past I'm going nowhere fast When the new wears off and you're on the floor And you can't find your self-respect But you sure can find the door All those late-night drives And those roadside dives And you can't get a decent meal Or enough sleep behind your eyes Maybe I'm to blame for the shape that I'm in Maybe I'm insane but I'm leaving you again Living in the present Trying to forget the past I'm going nowhere fast Yes I'm going nowhere fast Nowhere fast Nowhere fast Nowhere fast