You say "what you thinking?"

Will I be alone when memories fade?

The things that I'll cling to as I walk along an empty stage.

The friends that I've needed, the friends I know, and the friends that know of me, I've been accusing of holding a gun, a loaded gun.

See possibility, as I play the pawn you move the queen, to take me apart, offended , I resent it , end it, tempted

To use it on me, to use it on me, me.

To use it on me, to lose it with me, me.

It's a long way down to the bottom of my well,

A Long way out til I see the shore again,

A lonely sound to pick out the minor chords,

A long way down to make our bodies raw.

To use it on me, to lose it with me, To use it on me.

To use it on me, to lose it with me, To use it on me.