I can hear the treetops in the distance
I can see your hollowed eyes
What have you done to yourself in this instance?
I guess it comes as no surprise
I can see the billboards in the distance
Writing is on every wall
I don t wanna know about your business
Sooner or later, friend, you ve got to fall
Every night it s gotta be adventure
The way you live your life s a crime
And if you re guilty, will you serve the sentence?
You re already doing time
There s nothing wrong with having aspirations
Nothing wrong with walking tall
But if misfortune deals the consequences
Sooner or later, friend, you ve got to fall
I know the difference, you keep your distance
I don t wanna know what you ve got
Is it pathetic to be sympathetic?
Maybe you don t wanna get caught
Caught up in something that s real
That could last for a lifetime
Nothing like the disease
Disease that s in your mind
I can see your life disintegrating
Into ashes in your hand
And I know you wouldn t want to tell me
What is wrong cause you re a man