Has it been too long coming?
Has it all been way too high?
But there's no heed, no warning,
come back again some other time.
When there's too many questions,
that the answers just won't give,
but it's become so boring,
I might end it all right now.
I've had enough,
I said I'm in hell.
This could be the only chance I ever get,
let me see, is it safe to take another guess,
but what's wrong with this picture?
Still got rules I'd like to break,
then sow the seeds of sorrow,
reap a life that's on the take.
I've had enough,
I said I'm in hell.
Then grow the weeds of sorrow,
reap a life that's born to die,
but it's become so boring,
I might end it all right now.