first they ask me how it feels to be alone more or less imply that I save my breath and hang up the phone I'm beyond cheap s** and sorrows carefully planned tomorrows I've seen so many changes get up and leave and I've seen too many ba*tards get away too damn easy nervous shadow in a narrow hallway rehearse what's hard to explain why an issue of birds and bees becomes jaded and dying tissue I want the comet to come I want someone to put out the sun I've seen so many changes get up and leave and I've seen too many ba*tards get away too damn easy my world's been made but I can't have it saved call it justice or malpractice a plague within a plague I've seen so many changes get up and leave and I've seen too many ba*tards get away too damn easy I've met too many with some birthgiven right to lecture me what to be and where to go and where the hell on earth I belong