Do you get off on the overkill?
or is it
the thrill of the undertow?

have you seen the cost
of being so lost
or
don't you want to know.

I've seen and been the derelict
that picked the losing hand
and
I've sailed on the Marie Celeste,
alone, unmanned,
unplanned.

It's a strange place to be on a stage
when you can't stop at nothing
but acting your age
playing the fool
and being nothing when
nothing becomes the
new cool.

Well
I watched the cold come in
and I saw my days grow thin
but the door swings both ways
at least
that's what they told,
I still got old.