If I seem just a little bit out of touch do you Think it could be because of you? Underneath real blood and deep conviction is Another point of view You cound down the days 'till the addiction gets a Foot into the door (You want what you got but you don't know) All this time you see no end You know no feeling anymore (You got what you want but you let go)
Polish up your final campaign Give a title to the way you're moving in To stake your claim
You feel faint you say you can't control your tone You don't know what I mean (You want what you got but you don't know) You never seem to have a problem finding time to Meet your needs (You want what you got but you don't know)
Talk about pretentious Can you tell now that you've left us out to dry But you can't ever tell me why
All rise here comes the patron His cause can't be mistaken His eyes are turning red 'Cause he don't fit in
Talk about pretentious Do you know now why you've left us out to dry? So next time you see me You'll know now how to greet me Just remember days go by but so do I
