Hard times never found a friend in you
But you like to tell yourself that they always do
Ephemera of a not so memorable life
Paint a picture of the kind of guy
Who waits forever and more
Tally up my enemies afraid of getting old
Oh they're expecting something bold and true
But I'm afraid that this is the best that I can do
The best that I can do
Oh-oh-oh-oh
The air feels funny, the water don't taste right
The demons of this western land they haunt me at night
Step out of my body for a day
Instinctively I always try to complicate
My life, I always have, forever and more
Working every day and night to fight off what I owe
To you, and to everyone
And this, this is truly, what I've become
Is this all that I've become