No Don Draper

You can keep 'em in line for a time, but not for all time
You can keep 'em on your arm as long as you like, as long as they like
Thought it was a ghost, but it was just some dishes shifting in the sink
Thought you were a ghost when all your letters came in invisible ink
The light moving across my room suggested i'd been sitting here for weeks
You're in the corner all wrapped up, so cozy in your previous defeats
Too comfortable to eat, too comfortable to sleep
I'm no Don Draper, but still i got a lot on my mind and i'd say "see you later" but you won't have time
Now i'm stuffed in the pocket of your favorite shirt
Tucked way back in the closet where it won't get hurt
If i could be at my best, literally, all of the time i'd get elected to office and be at home by five
Then i could be Davey Crockett in his coon-skin cap for the rest of the night and still get in a nap
Thought that you'd come home, but as it turns out i was simply still asleep
Thought it was a moth, but it was just some paper in the shape of wings
My box of Froot-Loops ripped me off on my free plastic spy decoder ring
We've been living in the valley long enough that we can scarce recall the peaks
Too comfortable to leave
Too comfortable to leave
Just a slap on the wrist, there'll be no fine this time
Stranded on an island in the checkout line
Now i'm stuck to the bottom of your old brown boots
Some things were made for saving
Some, for taking abuse
I ain't no felon, but i've committed some crimes
'Cause everyone's at their worst, at best, some of the time
And i could have just as easily lied and you'd have never known for the rest of your life
You can keep 'em in line for a time, but not for all time
You can keep 'em on your arm as long as you like, as long as they like