There is nothing that You can do
It's totally plain that you
Are another mans tool
In spite all the "facts" thrown in your face
No control could've been better toned
To get you to do what you will do
And I didn't know just what you were trying to achieve
All I knew is that I couldn't wait to leave
I had that up my sleeve
I always found it much better
To be counting on anything other than you
Still you were heaping praise
Thought you were making waves
You are Getting older
You are Slipping under
The Coming days
Are open graves
That you had made
When you were younger
When you were stronger
When it was funner
To waste away
Now you're getting strange
You are Slipping under
Internal powers that'll take your place
That's how it happened to me
That's exactly how it happened to me
Don't you know
I thought I'd put it all out on the table
But the pace was never my own
That's how it happened to me
Keep leaving
Keep drinking
Keep speaking
Keep swinging
Stay descent
Stay lucent
Keep waiting
Keep blaming
Keep failing
Keep failing