mr. it's alright gossard

"This is my kind of love.
It's the kind that moves on.
It's the kind that leaves me alone.

I used to treat you like a lady.
Now you're my substitute teacher.
This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight.
I owe a man some money so I'm turning over, honey.
Ah, Mr. faded glory is once again doing time.
Like a crown of thorns it's all who you know.
So don't burn your bridges because someday...."