Did you ever look cross the highway before you find a way to fall beneath the wheel?
Did you ever test out the water before you fell in and drowned in your own tears?
That chip on your shoulder
Is getting much older
But it's no use
It's no excuse no more
Did you ever rule out the dealer
The card you're holding you drew with your own hand?
That chip on your shoulder
Is getting much older
But it's no use
It's no excuse no more
And now you've been lying to yourself
Now do your crying to someone else
Finally it's over and over
I'm getting much older
A poor excuse
I've got no use for
Did you ever look cross the highway before you find a way to fall beneath the wheel?