I’ve still got my two feet gonna find my way right out of this street,
I’ve still got my two hands gonna feel my way right into your heat,
Your going slowly like there’s nothing else to do,
I’ve seen all your tricks now, can you show me something new.
Cos it’s the meaner side of me,
And the kindest side of you,
Though I can still believe,
You’ve left me nothing else to do.
We’ve fallen off of the tracks,
Broken down, don’t know how to act,
You say there’s someway back but,
I don’t think I could live like that.
Hold, your hands out now darling, ‘cos this is…
All, that I’ve got to give, and my…
Soul, is hurting, your making me…
Old, with the way your treating me.
I’ve still got my quick mind and girls like you aren’t hard to find,
I’ve still got my hard soul and you know it’s not the way I’m designed,
Shall I quit now or shall I push it through,
Won’t you stop changing now I’m bored of something new yeah.
I’m running out of time,
As you sit back and you drink your wine,
This trap is your design,
I can tell ‘cos it used to be mine.