Crying Shame

Minutes, running down the drain

This is where our lives go

This is where we stay

In a job that really pays

So much like the first step

Maybe just a misstep

Maybe just a phase, just a phase

What am I supposed to do? Take a Dramamine for nausea

Another pill for the broken bones

And the ringing in my head now

Sounds just like the telephone

So it's over-complicated

A shame so shoved aside

Like the broken years I've waited

And the emptiness inside

What am I supposed to do? Take one more on the chin

Grow a somewhat thicker skin

Let the scars all fade away

Like the promise of today

And when the sky falls down

I hope you're still around

And everything keeps changing, but I won't be around!