I have not been writing
That many new songs
How I wish I could stay longer
How I wish I'd never gone

You have not been writing
Me as often as I wished
And sometimes I think I left you
Just to see if I'd be missed

I saw my fortune scrawled out
Up against the wall
In a crowded market place
In a town I can't recall
And the teller told me that I would be
Young and I would fall
But my new friends all assured me
That it all was surely false

Back at home, you found religion
In a dirty crystal ball
In the back of a dollar store
In that shopping mall

I found religion
Out in San Cristobal
Now I feel that I've come far enough
To give you a call

I have not been writing
As often as I'd hoped
But there are some things you're good at
And then some you can't control

You have not been visiting
I can't say that I mind
'Cause every time you go somewhere
You leave somewhere behind


I saw my fortune scrawled out
Up against the wall
In a crowded market place
In a town I can't recall
And the teller told me that I would be
Young and I would fall
But I didn't think he meant so soon
So soon at all

Back at home, you found religion
In a dirty crystal ball
In the back of a dollar store
In that shopping mall
I found religion
Out in San Cristobal
Now I feel that I've come far enough
To give you a call

So I'm calling now but it says
I don't got the number right

Your body looks to me
A way it never has before
And is this what's making you so sad,
And what you did this for?
She said,
Your body looks to me
A way it never has before
And is this what's making you so sad,
And I can't do this anymore

I found religion in a dirty bathroom stall
In the back of a liquor store
In that mini mall
You found religion
When you realized you could fall
Now you say that you've come far enough
To give me a call

So you're calling now,
But I lie and I tell you that I moved

Everything's brand new.