Lyrics: Walter Strumm
I’ve used up all of my favors
To connect with where you are
I’ve diminished my own greatness
My attempt to play my part
I’ve left my self stranded
Lost in a sea of all your dreams
Compounding choices
In reality the blames on me but,
You run me over
You run me down
I give you my shoulder
My head hits the ground
You run me over
You run me down
Your shoulder grows colder
You’re rarely around
I’ve reached my limit of patience
At the, end of a rope with a noose and a bow
I long to ignore the changes
For if so I suppose, I’d have hope still,
You run me over
You run me down
I give you my shoulder
My head hits the ground
You run me over
You run me down
Your shoulder grows colder
I won’t stay around
Why make you want me?
Why make you see me?