“I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.”

“I had nothing to offer anybody, except my own confusion”

“I have nothing to offer anybody, except my own confusion.”

“I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.”

“...besides which Lucille wouldnever understand me because I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.”

“Besides which, she would never understand me because I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.”

“I'd sleep and forget it; I had my own life, my own sad and ragged life forever.”