The Weakerthans, Tournament of Hearts

Have to stop myself from climbing
On the table full of empties to yell
“Why, why can’t I draw right up to what I want to say?”
“Why can’t I ever stop where I want to stay?”

I slide right through my days
I’m always throwing hack weight

Right off, no never never ever ever
Right off, no never never ever never
Right off, no never never never ever
Right off, no never ever never ever

The Weakerthans, Tournament of Hearts