Lyrics: Pretty Angry (for J. Sheehan)
Album: Unknown
Artist: Blues Traveler
 

i wish i drank tequila
I wish i stayed up late
But lately when the sandman comes
You know i just can’t wait
No lately i can’t wait

And we packed up all your boxes
It’s all been hauled away
I never stare at walls so bare
’cause something always stays
Yeah something of you stays

And i wanna shout from my guitar
Come out come out wherever you are
The joke is over open up your eyes
A heart like yours it never dies
And i found your keys behind your chair
I still can see you sitting there
This isn’t funny don’t fool around
You let me go… you let me down

(chorus)
And i guess i’m still pretty angry
And i don’t want to be
I don’t know which was the bigger waste of time
Missing you or wishing instead it was me

I wish i walked on water
Pulling rabbits from my sleeve
Guessing cards and saving everyone
I wish i still believed
Oh i wish that i believed

That i could also channel voices
That i’ve endured the burning blade
That i could make some of your choices
I wish i weren’t afraid
Of those choices that you made

Like i could give you what you need
So ally ally oxen free
The game is up and i give in
So show yourself so that you can win
Come claim your prize and i don’t care
I still can see you standing there
How you could leave, how you could lie
You cut me off in mid reply

(chorus)

The will to win the urge to race
I still can see it on your face
Thought i’d keep up but only crashed
I wasn’t built to move that fast
Thought i could match you stride for stride
But i was on the other side
And holding on to the safety rail
With knuckles white complexion pale
A could of dust and you were gone
Thought i would catch you later on
I limped behind your race was won
But were you racing or on the run?
How you enjoyed, you loved to drive
And i’m destroyed… ’cause i’m alive
’cause i’m alive

(chorus x2)