It's a dead end job at the end of its road
With some deadbeat friends you've always known
Trying to clear the debts you never owed
This city went south when the bridge came down
On the road to breaking new ground
They tear up the whole town
It's true there's a vacancy
In whatever's left of this heart
But that's not an invitation
To see if you can get that far
Come have a seat in the electric chair
Or put on your blindfold and stay unaware
If that's too much guilt for you to bear
Or chart a course on the road to nowhere
Open your eyes and let down your hair
And maybe, maybe then I'll care
Where I'm headed next, well that's anyone's guess
But I wanna get away from all this stress
More than I'm willing to confess
Watching from the wings as you ruin things
All your pawns and your puppets on strings
Who died and made you king?
Come have a seat in the electric chair
Or put on your blindfold and stay unaware
If that's too much guilt for you to bear
Or chart a course on the road to nowhere
Open your eyes and let down your hair
And maybe, maybe then I'll care
What's a fork in the road at the end of the day
When your whole life gets taken away
Who expects you to stay?
Come have a seat in the electric chair
Or put on your blindfold and stay unaware
If that's too much guilt for you to bear
Or chart a course on the road to nowhere
Open your eyes and let down your hair
And maybe, maybe then I'll care