The Great Stampede Songtext

I went across the town I was in,
In search of finding some skin,
Some kin to roll myself into.
The thought is tempting but it's ever so wrong,
So I keep playing along, but she keeps faking attention.
And on that day while I was out of my mind,
You just sat down on his lap, and shot me looks of green-eyed grief,
Then one year later you were there in my shoes, and just look who's there
All by your side.