I awoke stinking like a dead man does with time
Not just from the waste I've strewn
Around the room
My will resigned then I let it take to me like vines
I've go explaining to do
And a greenish hue
It's a cold I'll always have
And god could I use a sneeze
But the Kleenex corporation
Has long run out of sympathy
To get this low
I had to dig a great big hole
Now the only way out
Cost me everything I know
This wasn't supposed to be
Part of the arch of the story
I've learned that spilling your guts
Will not in every case lead to glory
Stubborn as mule in quicksand, you drown
With every two steps forward is two steps down
This was bound to unravel, that thread just needed a tug
Cos only so much mess can be swept under a rug
Between my was-es and am-es I think I'd still choose the latter
But speaking of which, just what the hell did I do with that ladder?
I'm a boxer on the ground, not sure if I should just stay down
I've been here a while, it's not lost on me
That the seats have emptied,there is no referee
But I could swear I still hear a few people rooting for me
To get this low
I had to dig a great big hole
Now the only way out cost me everything I know
Could not lead with such a wound neglected
So my comrades they've all defected
Now the loss of troops, plus the ground to boot
Leaves me just time to kill and trench to fill
I'm all dried out, my mind's grown fit
I figured out how to live like this
And the fifteen elephants sitting on my chest
Don't feel like much when I'm breathing my best
Not just from the waste I've strewn
Around the room
My will resigned then I let it take to me like vines
I've go explaining to do
And a greenish hue
It's a cold I'll always have
And god could I use a sneeze
But the Kleenex corporation
Has long run out of sympathy
To get this low
I had to dig a great big hole
Now the only way out
Cost me everything I know
This wasn't supposed to be
Part of the arch of the story
I've learned that spilling your guts
Will not in every case lead to glory
Stubborn as mule in quicksand, you drown
With every two steps forward is two steps down
This was bound to unravel, that thread just needed a tug
Cos only so much mess can be swept under a rug
Between my was-es and am-es I think I'd still choose the latter
But speaking of which, just what the hell did I do with that ladder?
I'm a boxer on the ground, not sure if I should just stay down
I've been here a while, it's not lost on me
That the seats have emptied,there is no referee
But I could swear I still hear a few people rooting for me
To get this low
I had to dig a great big hole
Now the only way out cost me everything I know
Could not lead with such a wound neglected
So my comrades they've all defected
Now the loss of troops, plus the ground to boot
Leaves me just time to kill and trench to fill
I'm all dried out, my mind's grown fit
I figured out how to live like this
And the fifteen elephants sitting on my chest
Don't feel like much when I'm breathing my best