My heart is ticking.
There’s a clock on the dashboard
Right next to the odometer
Telling me how much time I have left.
It’s ticking down pretty low
But there’s no one round to wind me.
Yeah, I’m like a wind-up clock
Waiting for Cinderella to turn my gears.
She hasn’t come yet.
She might not come at all.
Do you have an extra beer?