It looks like we've worn this down
Trampled and tattered and tossed around
It looks like we've dragged this out
as far as the eye can see now
It seems like I've sold my soul
For a sure shot at love or so I was told
Remorse for the days that came
Days that I can't regain
I'll stay a little longer if it takes more time
To work on all the problems that you've had in mind
So lift those shoes that drag so slow
Or save me the trouble if you're just gonna go
And find yourself a place in another time
Where things feel so much different
And I hope you're right
As for myself, I just don't know
I'll fade into the background, I'm laying low