(Ralph Covert -Waterdog Music / ASCAP)

Then we were young and foolish
Now we're older, but we're still fools
Then we knew what absolute truth was
Now we wonder what we will never know

I undressed her like a virgin
Laid her down like a seasoned whore
And in the morning I brought her coffee
It felt to me like my sister's bra on the floor

And I believe I've been out of my element
So long it feels like home
I dream at night of being so decadent
In truth, I just don't know - I'm out of my element

At a stock car race on a dirt oval
In a small town in Michigan
A car hits the wall and starts turning over
Bursts into flames as the people gasp and stare

Driving home with my heart numbed with whiskey
Oncoming headlights all dance and weave
In my head is the same burning movie
I wonder what will become of me

And I believe I've been out of my element
So long it feels like home
I dream at night of being so decadent
In truth, I just don't know, I just don't know
- I'm out of my element

Called my ex-wife at home on the East Coast
Let it ring until I lost count
Left a suicide note on the counter
Got in my car and drove out of town

Sat by the jukebox at a beer-and-shot tavern
Drank with the waitress 'til half past two
Took her home like a slow-burning cigarette
Not what I wanted, but I didn't know what else to do

Back at home I saw my note on the counter
Crumpled it up behind my own back
Grinding her ashtray lips on the sofa,
I felt so good I forgot that I felt bad

And I believe I've been out of my element
So long it feels like home
I dream at night of being so decadent
In truth, I just don't know, I just don't know,
I just don't know, I'm out of my element -
Out of my element
Out of my element