I'm not gonna blame you in makin' mistakes like this (ah-ah-ah)
I barely even know what's right, mostly I just guess (ah-ah-ah)
That's kinda strange since the question is "on which street are you livin'?"
And you'd think that I'd have that logged into my mind
But that is just the sad truth, I still make mistakes like thi-i-i-is (what's my street? C'mon)

I relearn that each day, which is the right street again?
I cannot keep it straight, say, which is the right street again?
One is wrong (ah), I don't know (oh) 'cause I live on the corner and it blows
I do this ev'ry day, which is the right street again?

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Say, which is the right street again?

Feel like such a dunce, should only happen once, not more (not more, yeah)
You'd think it would line up with the direction of my door, door
But I checked and no, it doesn't, you would think since that fact's locked in
I would know which is right but that would be such a lie
Brain knows "don't line up" but not what's on the sign, I'm floored, I'm floored

It isn't right that I cannot say which is the right street again
So hard to keep it straight, say, which is the right street again?
These four walls (ah) are my home (oh), you'd think I would know where the hell they goes
I do this ev'ry day, which is the right street again?

Which is the right street again (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)?
1-in-2 shot, still can't say (which is the right street again?)
Which is the right street again (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)?
Answer's not inside my brain (which is the right street again?)
Which is the right friggin' street again (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)?
Basic factoid of my place (which is the right street again?)
Which is the right friggin' street again?
Shouldn't be this big a pai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ain

I relearn that each day, which is the right street again?
Loathe that I can't keep straight, say, which is the right street again?
Can't recall (ah) the damn road (oh) or court or place or lane or I don't know
I do this ev'ry day, which is the right street again?
I relearn that each day, which is the right street again?
A constant damn refrain, say, which is the right street again?
Feels so wrong (ah) to not know (oh) which one of these two streets count as "my" road
I do this ev'ry day (so stupid), say, which is the right street again?

It shouldn't matter which it is since I do know my address
No ban on where my car sits so why do I throw a big (big) fit (fit)?
Think I've made it clear why my constant mix-ups hurt:
There's no complex problem here, simple fact that my brain clears
Brain presses "clear", brain presses "clear"
Brain presses "clear", brain presses "clear"