Piano played softly
Sets the tone for a mood,
Looking out the window
Watching life roll by
All things surrendered
It is just me and you now.
Sooner or later, the truth will come out.
It will all come down to
A barrel in my mouth,
My foot on the edge
And in that moment,
One way or another
I will be enlightened.
For God and all things holy
Put your foot on the brake.
Over and out,
Houston, we have a problem.
Intricacies are tangling me,
I go blue in the face.
Discharge the patient,
Scalpel please
Hands where I can see them
Get down on your knees.
Watch them saunter away
This summer day
It's not what you woke up for.
Could’ve sworn there was sun,
Thought I remembered the heat
With my finger on the trigger
To you it tastes sweet.