This one is a last ditch effort for the sad man
I think I said that before
Oh well, here it goes, guess I'll say it again
I'm tired of keeping score.
Cause I remember thinking all I had to do
Was to keep on keeping on
Turned out nothing
It was just a ruse
And it all falls down...
And it all falls down...
One time to finish and once to start
Try to come together just to fall apart
Doesn't make a difference and it's breaking my heart
But I guess that it was worth a shot
Everywhere you go, people stop and stare
Something 'bout your clothing or the state of your hair
And when you come home someone's sitting in your chair
Yeah, I guess it wasn't worth a lot
A singer, a dancer, I think I might have cancer
It feels like a lie when they say I'm in the clear
A maker, a breaker, a chronic nervous shaker
I'm drunk on the chaos and I'm strung out on the fear
Cause he said and she said and everybody's mom said
That this is what you do if you wanna get yourself dead
So clap for the end times and raise up a drink
People have opinions and I don't care what they think
And it all falls down...
And it all falls down...
I'm gonna do what I want
And I won't be judged for it
Cause it's just not my problem
Not my problem
This one is a first time effort for a mad man
I won't say it again
Oh no, here it goes, flying blind
Godspeed my friend
And it all falls down...
And it all falls down...
And it all falls down...
Let's take a moment cause we're out of time
Penny for your thoughts, cause I could spare a dime
Fill me up with nonsense, it's a victimless crime
The trauma is an afterthought
We're so tired and we're so bored
Dull, complacent, and self-assured
Totally blind to all these things we ignored
And all the little things that we forgot
I once took a drug off a dirty warehouse rug
Still surprised they never called my folks to come and pull the plug
Took the L train to Brooklyn and did a rooftop dance
With some hippies and a Christian woman in a K-hole trance
Cause I can't believe it, even though I've seen it
And I wouldn't say it, cause I could never mean it
The things that you try when you're young are debased
Then you're old and you wonder if it all had been a waste
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