It's brittle and it trembles as the wind is coming toward
And if you string it up it dries right out with time
So raise your glass to that new dollar in the bank we're reaching for
But the drink was sweeter before we had a dime
But you're far away now and you've got troubles all your own
Just to spend your whole life shooting down
Ooh, what do I know? What do I know?
Ooh, what do I know? What do I know?
If you feel restless where you are, it may be easier to stay
There are a million other fools to make your bed
And they'll be closing all the shades to keep you right there in that grave
And I'll be knocking 'cause you never left my head
But you're far away and you've got troubles all your own
Just to spend your whole life counting down
Ooh, what do I know? What do I know?
Ooh, what do I know? What do I know?
Ooh, what do I know? What do I know?
Ooh, what do I know? What do I know?