I must advise you, I am stamped with an invisible warning. I will not commit. I will never marry. Despite my best efforts, I'm beginning to feel some small cracks in my faux finish.You know, when I look back on my little life, and all the women I've known... I can't help but think about...all that they've done for me... and how little I've done for them. How they looked after me,cared for me... and I repaid them by never returning the favour. I used to think I had the best end of the deal.
But what have I got? Really? Some money in my pocket. Some nice threads.And I'm single. Unattached. Free as a bird. I don't depend on nobody. Nobody depends on me. My life's my own.
But I don't have peace of mind. And if you don't have that,you've got nothing. So... So, what's the answer? That's what I keep asking myself. What's it all about? You know what I mean?