The thing is you're cursed by details and the pennies saved up don't derail the train of thought but the objection confused all related distractions

I took a bet on a whim
and when push came to shove
I just went out the door

I took hold
and took notice
And just went out the door

I repeated a theme with too many variations
and it just lost meaning
And it went out the window

I forgot what we were talking about
But I'll pick it up where we started
And it went out the mouths
To your ears

I made all the mistakes you wish you did
while the whole world watched
And they patted me on the back
They stepped on all the cracks
Oh, to be someone