No Chance

It must be nice to be steady; it must be nice to be firm
It must be nice never to move off the mark
It must be nice to be dependable and never let anyone down
It must be great to be all the things you're not
It must be great to be all the things that I'm not

I see you in the hospital; your humor is intact
I'm embarrassed by the strength I seem to lack
If I was in your shoes
So strange that I'm not
I'd fold up in a minute and a half
And I didn't get a chance to say goodbye

It must be nice to be normal; it must be nice to be cold
It must be nice not to have to go, oh, up or down
But me, I'm all emotional no matter how I try
You're gone, and I'm still here alive
And I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
No, I didn't get a chance to say goodbye

There are things we say we wish we knew, and in fact we never do
But I'd wish I'd known that you were going to die
Then I wouldn't feel so stupid; such a fool that I didn't call
And I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
I didn't get a chance to say goodbye

No, there's no logic to this - who's picked to stay or go
If you think too hard, it only makes you mad
But your optimism made me think you really had it beat
So I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
I didn't get a chance to say goodbye