Tomorrow's coming 'round like a hair-pin curve in the road
  She's got a run in her stocking and she's missing the heel of her shoe
  Got up this morning rolled out of bed
  I spilled a Diet Coke
  Called my mother
  Said, "Hi." What I meant to say was:
  "Why is your life a joke?"
  Then I went down to that ugly bar and
  I clicked my heels three times just like you said
  And I climbed that road to your empty house
  The anticipation was a turn-on...but you let me down
  'Cause I stood on that empty street alone
  I said, "I'm ready for my close-up now, Mr. Demille."
  I waited for the light but it never shone
  Well I wonder what you do with that expensive piece of land
  That overlooks a billion years of history (I have a sneaking suspicion)
  You will never understand
  Hey maybe I'll see you down by the Rocky & Bullwinkle
  And we can talk to that charlatan psychic
  And she can paint a prettier picture of your future.
  
  'Cause that day in my life...
  That day in my life...
  I dreamt tomorrow had a prettier face
  I dreamt tomorrow would have better things to say
  Than, "You look like shit, what's your problem, bitch?
  You're legs feel like sandpaper, you can't do anything right."
  'Cause that day never should have taken place
  'Cause this day in my life still cannot explain
  Why I listened in the first place
  to you
  
  Oh yeah, something else...
  
  I hope one day you call up your father
  And you have the guts to tell him how he hurt you
  And he made you hurt another
  'Cause it makes me sad.