Good On Paper Lyrics

Fill your trash heap of a soul
And take back everything you're owed
It's simple, yet effective
Just not the way I want to live

One man's humble opinion
I still say that you're better off
Some things look good on paper
But put to practice they're all wrong

"...steel-blue smoke" as Steinbeck wrote
Spills from a cigarette at the end of the bar
All your theories put to practice never got you that far