Take my reservation, I need to go back
I'll hop inside the Cadillac that's dressed in all black
I need some time to scope it out and look my best
But I lost the social garnish that'll put me with the rest
My joints have stiffened
My heart's imprisoned
I'm not what I had once professed
Take my medication as I sit in the back
I'll listen to the gospel as my eyes turn to black
I need some time to figure out this pain in my chest
But I lost the part inside of me that'll help me to confess
Excuses have thinned
I'm caught up in the wind
I'm not what I once professed