you can't get through it
you can't get over it
you can't get around


just like in a dream
you'll open your mouth to scream

and you won't make a sound

you can't believe your eyes

you can't believe your ears
you can't believe your friends
you can't believe you're here


and you're not gonna get through it
so you are going down


i put a cup out on the window sill
to catch the water as it fell

now i got a glass half full of rain
to measure the time between
when you said you'd come

and when you actually came

little mister limp dick

is up to his old tricks
and thought he'd call me
one last time

but i'm just about done
with the oh-woe-is-me %#@!
and i want everything back

that's mine