You've got a long ride home
If you think that you'll make it out alive
You never saw it coming

You never tried so get the keys and drive as far as you can
But we both know that doesn't exist
Anymore than our thoughts and our dreams.

We fulfill what we think we need
But you're all $#&@ing toys to me
If I were you I'd keep my thoughts to myself.

Your aspirations are a ghost town
Haunting the very thing you thrive for
Should I give it to you hard and slow

Do I have to spell it out for you

Just reach out your hand

Try to touch the sunset with your vacant palms
I understand, but it's just not worth the care
So carelessly we carried you off your pedestal to mute the static

We overlooked the chance to fail but it was there
I've got some news for you, you $#&@
I am not what I seem to be

You think you know me but you don't know a $#&@ing thing
I've got a chainsaw, I've got a wrench
They'd like to meet you and tear apart your confidence

On the count of 3
Lose the clothes and your $#&@ing dignity
And if you know what's good for you

You'll fake a smile like you always do
(Let me remind me you