They talk a little more with every step That I take down that road that I’ve been on so long Far too long And their eyes roll a little more with every word that I write That shows them who they are, they really are So burn every bridge that you cross So you never go back again The hardest part is moving on Take that first step won’t you (You’ve been feeling lost living under the gun) Before they take everything that you are Everything that you could be At the top the bottom doesn’t look so bad But when you’re at the bottom the top looks Impossible to reach Take my bones throw them to the wolves I won’t feel a thing (feel a thing) Take my soul and give it to the poor I don’t need a thing (need a thing) Going back and forth in this state of mind
