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