Styrofoam Cup (acoustic)

Cold coffee in a styrofoam cup
The road ahead don’t look like much
Nothin’ much is what I’m leavin’ behind
Wherever I’m goin’, I’m goin’ in blind
Burned my bridges on the way out of town
Better walk before they run me down
Sorry ‘bout the things I put you thru
I’m grateful for a good pair of shoes

I got no plans for tomorrow, I’m trying to get thru today
I’m going nowhere fast, I guess I’m on my way

Blew thru some towns on the central coast
No one sees me, ‘cos I’m a ghost
Cobble stone and mission bells
It’s all so beautiful I feel like hell
Find a job ‘cos its all the same
Find a place where no one knows my name
You have to ask, just call me “Joe”
But nobody really wants to know

Cold coffee in a styrofoam cup
The road ahead don’t look like much
Nothin’ much is what I’m leavin’ behind
Wherever im goin' in blind