Turning to Rust

Did I wake all the dogs, When I was howlin' to the moon? Did I break your heart? Did I fall apart? Did I hold all the keys? Was I foolish enough to hide, When you cast out your eyes? Was I bold enough? Was I cruel enough? Was I cold enough to like? Oh, how the games grow old and tiresome, Oh, if you lost all time for other ones, then, Let it be me. I'm foldin' up. Let it be me. I'm turning to rust. There's a sad, sad song that's playin', Next to the man who's gently swayin'. He's fillin' up, he's had enough. He's someone just like me. Oh, how the games grow old and tiresome. Oh, if you lost all time for other ones, then, Then let it be me. I'm foldin' up. Let it be me. I'm turning to rust.