Well here we are at a dead end
How do we begin? If even at all
How do you pick yourself back up from this fall?
They will chew you up and spit you out
When they get a taste of that new sound
I was running out of rope, that I was saving to hang myself
You know that Iâm a mess, But Iâm cleaning up so wellâ¦
They say that weâre dead
Can you be the bigger man?
Hang it up or hang your head
They say that weâre dead
But Iâve got a solution, and weâll be home before the revolution
Oh look what you did, look what your started
Youâve got the whole town talking
And now they eat it up, out of my hand
We reinvented the second chance
Iâve got no business starting a family
When Iâm busy starting a revolution
Iâll be the first to point that finger
Iâll be the last one to take any blame
Iâm keeping a smile
While we crawl for miles with nothing to laugh about
And when they etch my name at the site of my grave itâll say
âHere lies a man,
Who needed the rope taken out of his hands.â